Time flies when you're having fun! Baby J. is definitely no carbon copy of his sister E.: he's a mellow little fellow (unless you mess with his dinner), strong as a tiny ox, into balls and cups and things that roll (something which he himself never really got into).
He's crawling now, and does not listen to the word "no", but has a sincere respect for the word "nee". He babbles and talks and smiles and eats and sleeps and yes, that other thing too several times a day.
And as you can see from the pictures, he's no little almost-albino like his sister. We joke that instead of having two children in which our genes mix, we have one for each side of the family.
I suppose our families are not that unlike each other either.