Zayan has two sides: he can be so adorably cute but he can turn around and be a lil crawling body of terror. By that I mean, he would do stuff like try to get the contents of nappy bin out. Anything he can take off from tables, he would. He would open up boxes and drawers and take clothes off from the washing line. Any folded clothes from the laundry basket is a favourite to unfold.
So a common scenario is me going ‘ZAYAN STOP!’ or ‘NO!’ and if used in the right (firm) tone, he would look at me with the most innocent of eyes and freeze.
Other times though, he just freezes and looks defiant.