Dear Luke, 2 months

Dear Lukey,
For the past 2 nights you have almost slept straight through.  Does anyone else hear the Hallelujah chorus in their heads?  No?  Just me?  Your dad and I were amazed when we both woke up at 3:30am and you were still sleeping!  Are we making a transition here or did we just get a stroke of good luck?  Either way it will be OK because to be honest Luke, as hard as it is to get up in the middle of the night to feed you, change your diaper, or rock you back to sleep, your dad and I really don't mind.  Don't get me wrong- we are much better people with at least 6 hours of sleep, but something about those quiet moments at night with you are so special.


One of our favorite times of day with you is in the morning.  You are such a happy baby in the morning.  Right after you get done eating you usually like to flash us a smile that just melts our hearts.  Your dad and I love it when you smile because you have one- great- smile Luke.   We love your smile so much that we do almost anything to try and get just one grin from you.  We've tried dancing, singing, making crazy faces, making stupid noises, and truly making fools of ourselves all for the possibility of a smile.  Even if we don't get you to smile, I seriously enjoy hearing your Dad talk in his baby voice- classic.

Your dad and I also like to sing to you.  Your dad gets his guitar out and we make up all kinds of songs to sing to you about your toes, or your hair, or your name "Luke Lawrence".  It's good times had by all and you love to stand and dance while we sing to you.  You also really seem to enjoy Bob Marley, Ingrid Michaelson, and originals by the husband and wife duo "The Hoffmans".


It's fun finding out the things you love.  We found out you L.O.V.E.  getting a bath.  No matter how upset you were before we put you in the bath tub you immediately forget about it as soon as your feet hit the water.  It is seriously CUTE!  You also love to be outside.  I usually take you out on the front porch a couple times a day and sit and rock you in the rocking chair.  You sit quietly on my lap looking all around and I wonder what you must be experiencing with all the new colors, sounds, and smells.  You also love to stand.  It is so funny how you kick your legs straight when you want us to lift you up to stand.  You get so excited your little arms flail about as if you were dancing to your own beat.  Which, I'm sure you are since you probably have one of "The Hoffman" originals stuck in your head.  What a blessing it is to see you grow and develop.  


We love you more than words could ever express Luke.  I hope you never doubt our love for you and I hope you never doubt the Lords incredible love for you.  


Keep jammin' (Jamaican accent implied)


Love,
Mom






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