My kid is great. He's rediculously funny, gets his looks from his mom, and can be very sweet. The overriding feature of him right now, though, is that he is two. Basically everything you can read and everything you are told by experts (meaning parents of older children) implies that this is the age in which children learn that they are independent beings. As a result they test their boundaries and rebel against parental authoritarianism. Basically, it is a tune up for when they hit their teens.
ClarkPupp is a textbook case. He wears me ragged because I am constantly forced to stop him from doing things. Recent examples include him banging a croquet mallet against our sliding glass door, pulling every single book off the bookcase, and wandering out of the front yard into the street.