My darling wife just called and left a message on my cell phone to tell me that The Boy, version 2, just made a "poop face" that looked exactly like the "poop face" that The Boy, version 1, used to make. She thought that was funny. I do too.
See what you all have to look forward to?
Update, from the Wife: She now tells me that the aforementioned "poop face" led to her literally cutting off the boy's onesie and throwing it away. That's power, my friends. That's power.