Dylan is your man. Fully vetted by mom. No skeletons in his closet unless you count the five months of torturing his parents during the whole colic-never-sleeping-crying-all-the-time-diarrhea-so-explosive-no-diaper-could-contain-it period. We can "spin" that if need be. Maybe sell it as determination or stamina or staying power. If he'd sit still for a second, you'd see his shirt says "Vote Baby for President." But he doesn't sit still now. Ever. So you'll have to take my word for it.
He started crawling overnight and now he is in to EVERYTHING. Trying to pull the curtains down, attempting to open cabinets, wanting to leap off of the changing table. It is officially time to baby-proof.
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