My Luke. This precious boy is nine months old today. He is an unpredictable sleeper, a ferocious biter, squirmy when held, quick to put things in his mouth, a giggly cooing machine, beloved brother, impossible photo subject, curious explorer, and chunky monkey. He is my favoritest little boy that I have ever known.
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| Penguin attack! |
Luke's ninth month of life brought new things like his first case of croup (and super cranky causing steroids to treat it), his first beach vacation, crawling with his bum in the air on all fours, pulling up, and eating any solid food he could get his hands on.
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| Can I eat this penguin? |
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| Ooooh... What's over here? |
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| Blinds! My favorite thing to grab! |
Luke says "dadadadada" all the time, and is starting to get angry when we tell him no. I love seeing glimpses of things like that where we are suddenly communicating with our son. He continues to love his sister, but doesn't always tolerate her grabbing things from him.
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| He destroyed my monthly banner, curious and speedy little guy |
During the daytime he is absolutely delightful and rarely grumpy. Nights are hit or miss, but way better than they were a few months ago. Luke means "light giving" and we couldn't have picked a more perfect name to describe this little man whose smile daily brings light to my life. Happy 3/4 of a year!
If he was a better sleeper I'd come steal him ;)
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