He army crawls; finally from room to room. He also cruises along furniture, mainly the train table. As he makes his way around (and around) the table Spencer will be heard yelling, "Lukey NO!" as he begins grabbing toys and breaking tracks. The boys are good though, and try to trade with him to keep him happy but protect their precious little games.
He loves to eat food, mostly just pureed squishy foods, but this week bread made it onto the menu, much to my relief he is starting what I consider solid food. Of course nursing is his all time favorite.
Drinking water out of a cup is his favorite joy in life, besides Mommy, Daddy, Thomas and Spencer. He knows who they are and will dodge his head around in crowds to make eye-contact with his chums when someone else is holding him.
He has learned or begun learning to sleep through the night, but the acquisition of seven teeth have been a hold up in that arena. The last two nights brought five hour stretches of much appreciated sleep.
Luke is a sweet dear boy, and brings extra light and joy into our home where none seemed to be missing. I am so grateful for him and the additional love and noise.
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