Luke!

I love Lukie, he loves me
He turned four years-old, yes sirree
He thinks he's super grown-up and so you see
He so happy he's no longer three!

Just after Luke turned four he informed me that he no longer needed anyone to take him to the bathroom while we are at church. He is perfectly able to leave Sacrament meeting and head to the bathroom, and wherever else he chooses, on his own. I informed him that he may be four and quite grown up but that he would still be accompanied on that little walk to make sure it didn't turn into a loud and long adventure. He was quite displeased.

The day he turned four he also wondered why he would not start attending "Mitchell's school" immediately. I told him that he needed to be five and it needed to be that start of the school year, not the middle to end of the school year, before he could go to "Mitchell's school." He was quite displeased.

Luke also wondered why on his birthday he didn't receive his own iPod touch like his dad had gotten as a gift. I told him that when he was in his late thirties maybe he would have presents like that, until then he would have to make do with a Wii game and lots of other fun toys. He likes his toys, but was quite displeased that he doesn't have his own iPod. He is, after all, very grown up because he's four.


Luke is such a joy. He is such a fun buddy and I will never tire of his hair snuggles. I've decided that as long as he will give me hair snuggles I will make sure I have long hair. There is no reason to cut it off and give him an excuse to stop the snuggles!

On his first day of t-ball he put his mitt on an hour before his practice and told me that he really needed me to help him put his shoes on because he didn't want to take the mitt off in case he wasn't prepared. I mean, you never know if a ball is going to drop from the kitchen ceiling while you're shoes are being tied so you had better be ready for anything. He is so interested in life and notices everything. And he is so excited to be fully living each day.....especially if he's living it while doing things with his older brother who he idolizes. There is some interior clock in Luke and he knows just when that school bell is ringing. He spends the next fifteen minutes waiting and watching for the bus to arrive so he can get down to the really great part of the day: playing with Mitchell. Legos are never as fun as when Mitchell is around. And I'm so glad that Mitchell loves his kid brother and treats him like his best friend in the whole world.


I realize I'm a little behind in posting anything about Luke's birthday, but suffice it to say it was a grand party. In the great tradition of the year the friend party was a pool party, indoor of course because we live in the tundra and it doesn't get warm enough for an outside pool until the end of June at the very earliest. We splashed, we ate, we played we celebrated and I mourned just a little because my baby is growing up.


Love you Luke!