This morning Onyx emerged from his bedroom wearing his favorite snowboots because of all the 'frosting' on the ground and said, "look mom, I can get my shoes on the right feet now without asking for help."
This, of course, solicited "the look" from me.
Onyx knows me well, because once I directed "the look" toward him he responded with, "don't worry mom, I am not getting bigger, only smarter."