Growing up fast?

Sometimes when I look at Liam I see glimpses of the future. Sometimes I hope that what I see won't be realized. Here's a picture of Liam joining the "Just-give-me-the-remote-and-a-brew" crowd:
People seem to have a natural tendency to look at a baby's behavior and try to predict what he will do for a living. Will he be an interior decorator or work for a moving company because he likes to move chairs around? Will he be a librarian because he loves books and hates loud noises? (Will they even have physical libraries when Liam is old enough to have a job?) Will he be an athlete because he loves to throw balls and chase them? How about a "techie" because he loves things with buttons? Maybe a musician because he loves to listen to music and finds rhythm in almost everything. Who knows. Probably something completely different that we can't predict now. For the moment I'm just glad that he enjoys life. And I hope he continues to find joy in whatever he does.

Liam was very excited when he discovered that I didn't immediately take this (broken) hand held game away from him. He later put it under the couch. Maybe he was worried that I'd change my mind, but I'm pretty sure he's forgotten about it.