My 'don't-look-at-me-at-the-wrong-time-or-I'll-throw-myself-on-the-floor' 2-year old is a faint memory. In his place... this kid. I am left shaking my head and grinning at what change to expect over the next year.
In my little bubbakins' defense, last year's picture was taken his very first day of preschool-- also the very day he turned two. He was nervous, hated having his photo taken, and was none too impressed that we left him there for a whole three hours.
This year, he's a screaming, playful chuckle patch who loves school and singing songs to the rest of us from the comforts of his car seat -- and apparently, thinks he's George Clooney.