Luke turned 18 months old on Easter Sunday. He is full of life and has so much energy. I spend most of my days trying to keep up with the little rascal and wouldn't trade it for anything. He has started talking a little bit more. The words we hear most often are daddy, bye, ball, uh-oh, eat, please, more, milk, and shoe. Notice "momma" is not on that list. He knows who momma is but he has only said it a handful of times. He enjoys playing with play dough, watching Handy Manny, playing in his water table outside and puzzles. He is currently obsessed with saying "bye" as he opens and closes doors. One of his favorite games is to climb in and out of his daddy's shirt while Derek lies on the floor. He has learned to eat with a fork and he loves to be a big boy and do it himself. He has started taking showers and he loves to play with all the bottles and cups in the shower. He has learned what the red button on my key less entry does and will set off my car alarm and go flying through the house with the keys. He is very strong willed or maybe this is just normal for an 18 month old but he has really started to assert his will. Although strong willed, he is the sweetest most loving little boy and has a smile that will melt even a strangers heart.








