A few days ago OP and friends decided to strip off their shirts so as to show off their muscles. (It was about 65 degrees.) They went from door to door, shouting to poor souls who answered, "We're strong! We're strong!" This proclamation was followed by giggling and strut-skipping to find more unsuspecting victims.
We are so grateful that he has 5 & 1/2 year old peers. Who else but a good-natured dog could keep up with the strange energy that courses through their veins and minds?