Where does the time go?

So J is 21 months old now, and he's all over the place.  He's running around like a mad man, trying to jump (uh-oh), and chattering all the time.  It is just pure joy having this little man in our lives.

I wish there was more to talk about, but I just can't think of anything.  We're just rolling along and going about our business as a typical suburban family.  Typical - what's that, again?