This is what a 2 year old looks like at 6pm in the evening after running around in the backyard, chasing door and playing in his new sandbox for three hours. He crashed while watching Sprout on television. Her did not move until I finally moved him up to his bed. Of course he stayed sleeping until later in the evening, when we tried to change his shirts. Boy, he hated us for about an hour, nonstop crying and just having a fit. He settled down though, took his milk and fell asleep.