St. Paddy's Day

St. Patrick's Day came and it was relatively quiet this year. It was Wednesday, which meant Todd was out for "Mensday" and the girls were over for "Ladies Night." Luke always loves Ladies Night because of the attention from all the ladies. Auntie Jen loves to tickle Luke, mostly because of the belly laughter - we all love his good, hearty laugh.

This picture threw me - I can't believe how old Luke looks. He looks like he's ready to walk out the door and head on to preschool. When did Luke grow up? I know . . . he's two. But he's talking so much and he's so independent. I'm so proud of my Luke - he's so much fun!

On that night, he learned how to mimic Auntie Jen and say "Peace Out." The video is long, but you get it pretty quickly.

Sick sick sick. Bleh.

A few weeks ago, we all were hit with the GERMS. The whole family has a pretty decent immune system due to two teachers and day care (Super Immunity!!) so we stay pretty healthy. Unfortunately, when the Germies come, they really come.

The weekend before, I started going downhill on Saturday; then Todd joined me feeling blech-y on Sunday. Poor Luke - I'm glad he's so independent. He really kept himself entertained as Todd and I were sprawled out on the couch all day. We still felt bleh on Monday, but Todd stayed home and I went to work. By Wednesday, Luke had come down with what I had, so by Thursday, I stayed home with him.

Of course, Luke loves loves loves sick days. Mommy or Daddy stays home, no rushing out the door at some awful hour, getting to stay in our jammies all day. (Quite frankly, I don't mind sick days either!) And he gets to watch tv - just to keep him calm and not running around like a crazy kid.

So he will lay down for short periods of time to watch tv and he loves to get bundled up in a blanket. Apparently we always ask if he's "toasty" after bundling up because he now just says "Ooh! Toasty!"

Run Luke, Run!

This week has been absolutely gorgeous! The sun was shining, the days were warm, and after the time change, we've had longer days. It has certainly given the whole family much needed pep after the cold and rain.

On the way home, I noticed that Luke had already taken off his shoes, which was exactly how I was feeling. Once we made it home, off came the socks and we were running on the grass.

Luke's curiosity is becoming apparent, the more vocal he has become. He discovered ants marching along and he proceeded to sit down and have a conversation with them. I didn't catch it all (he talks so fast!) but I do know that he introduced himself and me, asked them how they were doing, etc. He became a little too excited and smooshed a few. Whoops.

It's been a long time coming, Spring! Glad to see you!

Cutie cutie

So I have pictures to follow of Luke enjoying the beautiful spring weather, but I thought I'd toss in an ancedote out there to fill up the space.

Picking up Luke from daycare is always an experience - he's very emotional, whether he's thrilled to see me and bouncing off the walls, or sobbing hysterically because he has to leave his friends. Yesterday, he was really just silly and loopy and I couldn't get him to stay still long enough to get his shoes on.

One of his friends was leaving at the same time, daughter of a fellow teacher and 3 months (to the day!) older than Luke. We told them to hug each other goodbye, which they promptly did. It really is adorable to watch two-year-olds hug. After the hug, Luke grabbed her by the face and planted a big ol' kiss square on her mouth. Ker-pow! She didn't even know what hit her. :)

And that, is my cute 2 year old story of the day. Which is good to remember because he was an awful pill for the rest of the day.

Bonks

We have a life full of bonks. He looks totally normal here, happy, cheerful, full of "cheese!" But less than 5 minutes before we had a "super bonk."

My little Quasimodo.


Mostly the bonks end up being bonks on the head. Our face/skull catches our every fall. For this bonk in particular, neither of us saw exactly what happened. We guess that the corner of the wall caught Luke's fall this time. There were tears - lots and lots of tears. That being said, he cried for like, 2 minutes, tops. He become super-focused on the "boo boo buddy" - the frozen gel pack that you put on bonks. He wanted to call the boo boo buddy a baseball, but it was really a football, etc. By the time our debate was finished, he had forgotten about the bonk.

I didn't though - it was super huge and gross. The bonk has subsided today quite a bit, but its still bruised, of course. Luke is totally fine - he recovers incredibly quickly from all these bonks.

"Cheese Mommy! I wanna see!"

Focused on the Cars, instead of the owie.

Ketchup Vampire

As most American kids, Luke adores ketchup. Anything eaten with ketchup is really just a vehicle for the ketchup to get to the mouth. Most of the time, my goal is for him to not just dip his fork in the ketchup and eat it.

He looked like a little Ketchup Vampire this week - he did wipe his face a little by the time I got to the camera. (Not fast enough, Mommy!)

Sick sick sick

We all spent the majority of last week sick. I started the Saturday before and Todd picked it up on Sunday. Poor Luke - both of us were laid out on the couch all day Sunday while he ran around. We were of no use to anyone!

Todd was worse than I was, so I went to work on Monday and Todd stayed home. Luke started showing signs on Tuesday, but was able to make it through day care on Wednesday. But by Wednesday night, he was done. He had Daddy's fever and Mommy's cough. I stayed home with Luke on Thursday and Grandma was kind enough to watch Luke on Friday.

There is always a silver lining to everything, and the "sick" silver lining is being able to watch exorbitant amounts of TV. (particularly "Little Einsteins") So he goes on the couch, grabs Sally and I tuck him in. Apparently, both Todd and I say "toasty" after tucking in the blankets, but it surprised me when he said, "Oooh! Toasty!"