Why is it do you think that the first ten months of the eldest child's life seem like an eternity but by the last child the same amount of time feels like five minutes?
It seems this guy didn't get the memo about remaining a baby forever.* Which is probably ok since he does seem to have quite the knack for getting cuter every day.
*Incidentally he also missed the one about being able to nod off to sleep where ever he may find himself. Hence we are still held captive to his preference for his bed. Don't blame him really.