Luke at 18 Months

Dear Luke,

At eighteen months, you are such a joy. You are blonde, blonde, blonde, lean and a tad on the small side, full of energy, always. 

You're always watching. You don't talk all that much, although you have quite a range of words when you do.

Your favorite word right now is "yeah," which you say in response to most anything. You're flexible and up for pretty much anything. You don't say no very often.

You love to be outside and to play on the playground especially. You love going for walks in the stroller and for adventures in the minivan. You'll climb right into either on your own, given half a chance. 

You love to be chased. You've warmed up to the pool, after being tentative about it early in the summer. Now you even go off the diving board into Daddy's arms--you're so brave.

You love to help with anything that's being done. Especially cooking. And feeding the dogs. And watering the flowers--you even have your own little watering can.

Your cautious about some things and need some comforting sometimes...like if we go to Red Robin for dinner and there's someone in the bird suit you'll cry. You love birds, though, and always point them out and call them by name. Planes too. And cars, don't get me started about cars, you absolutely love them.

You're really sweet to your Sissy (except for the occasional hair pulling incident) and are really good with other kids. At playgroup last week, you kept following around a little girl named Morgan, patting her and leaning your head down in affection. You do that with your Sissy a lot too. You have yet to say her name.

Your pacifier is a comfort to you, although you'll often give it up if we ask for it, especially when you are out and about.

You are a great sleeper and eater, you love cottage cheese and strawberries and cheerios especially.

You watch everything so intently, we can almost see the little gears turning in your head, soaking everything up.

Your dad dresses you cool, and you rock suspenders and other days a hat...everyone always comments on how cute you're dressed. (That's mostly your dad's doing, I have to admit).

Overall, you are calm and sweet and loving and fun, so smart, and as I tell you every morning, I am so lucky I get to be your Mommy.

Love always,

Mama