Luke just woke up from his afternoon nap and I just got done gnawing all over his neck and chubby cheeks. There is just something about that sweet, soft, baby skin after a nap. It's hard to refrain. So I don't. Poor little man. Can you believe he will be 11 months tomorrow?

Yesterday my friend Jennifer's little boy spent the morning with us while she took her oldest three to doctor appointments. Hopefully Camden will want to come back considering Luke tried to poke him in the eyes a few times and definitely stole every toy he tried to play with. Toys, that in his mind, did not exist until today. Anyway, I took a few pictures while they tried to cram as many things as possible into their mouths.



Oh, and just in case there would ever be any concern that Luke would be jealous if he ever has a little sibling (no, I'm not pregnant), he would not. Not for a split second did he care that momma was holding/loving on another baby. In fact a couple of times he looked at me holding Camden and giggled.