He may be only a week old, but my nephew Roland will straight-up beat your ass.
Here's an earlier, mellower photo of the guy, back when he was only a few hours old. Already he's formulating a plan to get back in the womb. It's bad enough that he's experiencing hunger and cold for the first time; but he'd been led to believe that this world would be made entirely of dark chocolate and flowing with rivers of breast milk ... and instead he ended up in Seattle.
Babies don't smile until they're about 12 weeks old, and from what I've seen, they normally look pretty pissed off. But who can blame them for being so damn grumpy? Luckily for my sister, Roland's smile is 11 weeks early.