As Luke grows up, I know the phases will come and go quickly.
What I never want to forget about now:
-the closeness we have during feedings- he props his outside knee up and sprawls out on the boppy, then he waves his hand around until I hold it in mine to warm it up
- running my fingers across his super soft hair-- pictures just don't do his hair justice!
- the smell of his room- paint, baby powder, and pampers
- his gummy smile and his kissable fat cheeks
- the look of calm that comes over his face when we place him in the bathtub as his feet float
- his light weight in my arms as I lower him down in his crib at night
- happy grins as he lays on his back on the changing table
When I don't think I could love him anymore, I do.
What else Luke is up to:
-Opens and shuts his hands
-Swats at dangling toys placed near him
-Mouths objects brought to his face-- loves to stick his fist in his mouth
-Pushes down on legs when Daddy "stands" him up
-Turns his head toward direction of sound
-Follows moving objects with his eyes- watches me cooking in the kitchen
-Beginning to babble-- day care calls him "chatty"
























