When asked where the trash can went, I flush with pride when I get to tell the Dh, "Your son was wearing the trash can on his head. It's on the floor in our bedroom."
Even prouder still when, after yelling at our 2 yr old not to "Stick that thing up your nose.", and the Dh says, "It has a string, we can pull it out if we had to."
And I positively beam when I hear my 4 yr old tell my 2 yr old to "Try to hit me this time." whilst throwing a golf ball in the house.
Boys were born with brains. I know sometimes it doesn't seem like it, but they were.