
Tonight I was cooking dinner and heard Luke yelling/fussing in the other room. I knew he probably wanted me to hold him (as he is a little clingy in the evening) but I had dinner on the stove and didn't want it to burn. I kept yelling out to him to just hold on for a few minutes. After a while, it got quiet. I came out and discovered that he found a way to sleep in the jumperoo. Poor kid. It kind of reminds me of college when you are so tired that you find ways to sleep in really uncomfortable places. You think that if you get you arm in the perfect position, it might just be a suitable replacement for your pillow.
Just as a warning, there will probably be an overload of Luke pictures for a while. I'm feeling super guilty that my family can't see Luke in person at this stage because he is SO fun. I blog with lots of pictures of him to help relieve my guilt!
That's right. He's a tough kid....playing with a pink Easter egg.
Luke usually wakes me up every morning by blowing out of his diaper (I'm awake before it happens, but I'm really awake after it happens). I am starting to get so tired of all the laundry that sometimes I put those plastic diapers (that they use with cloth diapers) around his disposables to help contain the explosion. It seems to help.

He started off a little wobbly...

But has really seemed to master pulling himself up to a standing position.




























