I gotta feeling. . . that baby James is no longer baby. Just James.

So it struck me tonight as I was doing laundry and all James' clothes are muddy that my sweet baby james is no longer a baby-- but a little toddler. I know everyone says this. . . but isn't it shocking just the same?

I am trying to capture more of Baby James-- not just for Matt who is missing these moments but also to preserve them. Tonight I took this one of James trying to jump.   All this jumping and twirly can be blamed, credited with the introduction to the backyardigans.  James likes to mimic their cool moves.  Can you see the resemblance?  My kid has a natural gift.

Interestingly enough, 2 year old cousin Theo calls James "baby" as Baby James was his nickname.  Tonight James pointed at a picture of himself and said "Baby".   Which kind of makes sense now because he has been saying baby  (or bee bee bee bee bee) repeatedly when he wants to be picked up, cuddled etc.  Maybe he was referring to himself in the third person?