Bjorn at the beach in San Diego.

As a father, I must say it's really hard to resist throwing your child into the air. It's just what we do.

Bjorn awakens from sleep.

Bjorn next to his first snow angel.

Below the cliffs of Torrey Pines.

Bjorn just found out that NBC cancelled Conan O'Brien.

Supposedly Conan O'Brien appeals to a young demographic. This is Bjorn watching Jay Leno.

This is Bjorn watching Conan.

Bjorn at the beach again.

Bjorn's cheeks also function as built-in pillows.

Bjorn practices hailing cabs for his upcoming trip to Boston.

He can't talk, but he still lets us know what he thinks of us in more subtle ways.

Megan and Bjorn.

He still has a few kinks to work out, but he does know to open his mouth now.

Bjorn with a handlebar moustache.

Bjorn meets the Pacific Ocean.

Bjorn and his great grandmother.

Bjorn and his stocking.

Bjorn and his uncle Mike.

Bjorn and his aunt Meredith.

Bjorn's Gruncle John takes some clay imprints of his hands.

Nonno and Nonna (Italian for Grandpa and Grandma, for those who are not as sophisticated as Bjorn).

Hiking in Torrey Pines.

Sleepy.

Dopey.

Near Razor Point, Torrey Pines.

It's really hard to get more than one baby to pose for a photo at the same time without one of them crying.

Meredith helps him open his present.

He's eating.