One year, two years.

Left to right: ten days before birth, the day after birth, around a year old, exactly two years old.

It's funny to see how babyish one-year-old Jim looks to me now. I remember thinking at the time that he looked like a big grown-up kid already. Wonder what two-year-old Jim will look like to me next year?

Anyway, you guys remember those seated-with-bear pictures I used to take of Jim every month? I took (or tried to take) a few of those on his second birthday, and I completely forgot about them until I was browsing through my pictures just now. Have a look:


This is one-year-old Jim, looking suitably maniacal while sitting with his bear.


Now here is two-year-old Jim, looking equally maniacal.


His only attempt at looking cuddly.


Getting impatient with this sitting crap.


Seriously, are we done here?


Diving to freedom.


One-year-old Jim standing.


Two-year-old Jim standing.


Look how long his legs are.


Bonus 1: He hugs an unwilling Doofy cat.


Bonus 2: He squats with much more ease than I can.


Bonus 3: Aaaaangry eyes.