Bjorn noticed we were packing up things at the condo and wanted to make sure we wouldn't forget him.

Bjorn arrived undamaged at our new home but was upset that he was the last box unpacked.

New house.

Bjorn helped us unpack his toys in no time at all.

Hanging out on the back steps.

One of Bjorn's faces.

I'm pretty sure he would stay in the swing overnight if we let him, and not just because he is a baby and has no way of getting out of the swing himself. That would be the main reason, I guess, but he cries every time we take him out of the swing.

Bjorn finds a perfectly good cracker in the rubble of his evening feeding.

Bjorn after his first bar fight. If you think he looks bad, you should see the other guy. Actually, he fell off a step at daycare and found the only patch of concrete that was not padded, with his face. Pretty rough, but this is how most of his days at daycare go (excerpted from his daily report):

Bjorn had a fun morning playing with a blue ball. He woud pick it up and look at it, twisting it all around. It popped out of his hand and he squirmed after it. Once he got it again he giggled and rolled it around in front of him.

Oprah just told him he won a new car!

He won't eat broccoli, or most other non-cracker foods for that matter, but grass is irresistible.

Regret.

Still recovering.

In front of the hydrangeas.

Bjorn shows us where the food goes.

Staring, probably at the TV.

I told Megan that sending Bjorn off to China to work in a factory at 6 months old was a bad idea.

The cracker connoisseur.

Sometimes you need both hands to eat crackers.

Sometimes no hands.

Megan and Bjorn.

We often see Bjorn peering over the edge of furniture as he pulls himself up to his feet.

Bubbles.

Wore out.

Again.

Again.

Learning to scoot off edges.

He has warmed up to Cheerios now, but at the time this was probably as close as we got to getting one in his mouth.

Bjorn and his pet bird (they keep flying down the chimney).

On the Diag.

Walking to the park.

Bjorn may have cartoon eyes.

Static electricity on the slide.

Bjorn cools off on a hot day.

In his new room.

Bjorn helps install a new faucet.

Going after the remote control.

Bjorn fails to remove his bib.

We took this photo so when he asks where babies come from we can just say "the sky".

Just sitting.

In the Arb.

This is from the first time I had to change Bjorn's diaper on an airplane, I guess he had a different interpretation of the mile high club but was excited to join it nonetheless. Now he has doubled in size so it will be even more cramped.

He's just like many famous mountain climbers, he climbs "because it's there".

Bjorn attack.

Bjorn meets his identical twin.

Bjorn's first manicure.

Moving in.

Bjorn's OCD.