There was a time Sean would freak out about the tiniest speck of dirt on his hands. He hated getting dirty, to the point he developed the core strength to propel himself back to his feet if he fell WITHOUT HIS HANDS EVER TOUCHING THE GROUND!

Now look at him. Straight up wallowing in the mud. The sprinkler is where its at, but the aftermath is almost as much fun. When we visited Columbia, he didn't want to walk down the hill in the Kendall's backyard. He rolled down it. At the playground he wants to do the same, but every square inch of Southeast Alabama is covered in ants. So that is a no-no. Still, the change is remarkable. As the song says: What a difference a day (or 365) makes!