Yup, he's mine

Yesterday, Drake ran across the backyard, arms a-flailing, shouting, "Run away! Run away!"  Today, he was flying a piece of baby corn around his head saying, "Don't eat me!  Don't eat me!"  He would then say "Chomp!" after taking a bite.  Some days I question if he is mine, but I know, especially after the last two days, he is, without a doubt, mine.