That's right. No more hand-me-down Garanimals for this dude. He's got the collared shirt, he's got the sweater vest. He shows no sign of his former life. Has he been saved from a white trash destiny?

It's a sad question, really. And he's a sad little guy, definitely seeming to be the more sensitive of the Federline boys. When he lived with his mama he always looked like a sticky bun basted in the sandbox - greasy, grimy and grubby, even when he was seemingly clean. I guess those twice-a-day diaper changes will do that to a guy.

But those days are behind him, perhaps for good. Daddy hired some good nannies, not like the ones at his other house that Mama did the naked dance for. No, these nannies feed him, clean him, even take him out to play. And nobody smokes in his new house. They all go outside.

The last couple of months have been a real turning point for Jayden. He and Sean are talking about college funds and investment plans instead of pork rinds and Mountain Dew, and he's never sharing his cookies with that stupid Yorkie again.