In Other News

Matt is finally home from Detroit! For those who don't know, Matt has been in Detroit for the last 3 weeks - blah. He got home Friday and contracted the stomach flu on Saturday- lucky him!

Luke and I are headed to our neighbor's 1st birthday party today (sans Matt). Ben lives upstairs so it is so nice not to have to pack all of our stuff up to head somewhere else in this nasty wintery weather. We picked out the Fisher Price Little People Airplane for Ben - it is a cousin to the beloved Bus from a few posts ago. I currently have it hidden in the closet until we go to the party so Luke doesn't think it is his :(

Other than that, nothing really new here!

First Official Haircut

Until Saturday, Luke's haircuts were done by his personal sylist, mommy. I would chase him around with scissors and pounce on him the moment he stopped. I would manage to get a few snips in here and there but I couldn't exactly call them even. This has come to an end. Luke had his first "real" haircut on Saturday and Kid Snips. This place was beyond cheesy and was full of the kind of toys that are a parent's worst nightmare. I didn't let Luke take a toy out of the treasure chest for fear it was made in China and lead laced.

Anyway, back to the haircut -he did really well and loved his "car." I'm thinking he liked the painted on flames. What he did not seem to care for was the cape - next time we'll forgo that. Luke whimpered here and there but it was nothing compared to the kid who was screaming his head off from the moment his parents set foot in the place. All in all the 5 minute, $18 haircut was a success. Can you believe those "stylists" basically charge what comes to an hourly rate at the tune of $216? I digress... Anway, here are some pictures!

Sweet!

If anyone has ever doubted that Luke is, in fact, my child, rest assured that I have found the gene he inherited to prove it. This little one has received my sweet tooth! Cookies (cooks), candy, ice cream, you name it and he likes it. Luke has some sort of special super hero power to find sugar - it is unreal. Last week he managed to swipe the last Fannie May chocolate buttercream off the counter (by moving and climbing on a stool). Today, he convinced me to let him stand on the counter (with me spotting of course) where he proceeded to open the cabinets and sniff out the peppermint patties. The bag of peppermint patties was somewhat hidden in the cabinet (I have to protect my sweets from Matt) and he literally rummaged through the cabinet and specifically chose the bag of candy. And picture this, Luke standing on the floor on tiptoes, reaching up to the counter and blindly searching for the bag of cookies.

To be honest, this sugar addiction has been passed down through many generations on the Humphrey branch of the family tree ( my mother's side)...it really is no surprise but this phenomenon proves that the "Mini-Matt" got some of me too.

Happy Valentine's Day

Happy Valentine's Day to everyone and Happy Birthday Tommy! Luke has been an extra special Valentine so far today. He slept in until 8:00 AM which is by far the latest he has ever slept- thanks Luke! Matt is on his way home from Detroit so we are having our favorite pizza tonight along with ice cream cupcakes from Coldstone Creamery - yummy!

I hope everyone enjoys the day.

Here is a picture of Luke from his first Valentine's Day and one from today. What a difference a year makes!

Bus! Bus! Bus!

We have a new obsession. Yellow buses. Well, to be honest, Luke started being interested in buses over the holidays but this weekend he took it to a new level. We (my mom, Luke and I) visited the outlet mall this weekend which (unfortunately for me) is not a favorite destination of Luke's. In an effort to appease the little non-shopper, we thought it would be a good idea to let him ride the yellow bus in the kiddie play area. You know the ones that you put 50 cents in and it wiggles and jiggles? It was a hit! Luke immediately started laughing and nearly fell out of the driver's seat because he was "steering" so vigorously. He was having such a great time I even let him go on it twice in a row - moving me into Mother of the Year contention. Naturally, some other kiddos noticed how much fun Luke was having and decided to get in line to be next. Well, as soon as Luke's second ride was over, I had to remove him from the bus kicking and screaming. What ensued next was nothing short of ridiculous - Luke threw the most intense tantrum to date!

Luke was "that" kid screaming his head off in public. About every 30 seconds, he would catch his breath and say "bus? bus?" and then begin crying again. This went on for a good 15 minutes until I decided I. couldn't. take. it. anymore. and we started off back in the direction of the bus. Of course, Luke was thrilled to be back on the bus. This story repeats itself. Tantrum #2 sent us straight to the car and off towards home.

My mom decided that Luke HAD to have a bus at home to play with so we checked 2 stores and then finally found the perfect bus at Target. Luke has played with the bus non-stop and I *think* he may be over the torture of yesterday. I've heard lots of "bus!...bus!...bus!" today and we are happy again. Thanks Mimi!!

Friends or Enemies

Wubbies (Chubs) and Decky (Declan) were leading quite the peaceful, spoiled life of two urban condo kitties until May 2007. Adopted as wee kittens from Wisconsin, Chubs and Declan used to spend their days sunbathing in the windows, sleeping on the sofa, and eating in peace. Enter a mobile Lukester and quite a lot has changed. My precious kitties now spend their days, sleeping in the most remote places in our condo, avoiding platic golf clubs, and darting from the enemy. Only once Luke goes to bed do they dare venture to the sofa where they immediately proceed to claim their spot on whatever warm body happens to also be there. We've been working on Luke's petting skills but he still doesn't get "nice kitty, gentle, nice kitty, gentle." I have to admit it is quite hilarious to see the look of terror in the eyes of the cats as Luke attempts petting or when Luke decides to "cuddle" with them by laying on them. All in all, to Luke, the cats are fun furry friends and to them, he is the arch enemy.

Why?

Why did I start this blog? I mentioned in my first post the purpose of my blog which is to be able to pass memories on to Luke. The reason I actually started this blog - it was my 2009 project. For a while now I've been trying to figure out a way to "capture" all of these moments in time. I have photos, sure, but I wanted a running commentary. I thought about a journal but thought that would be difficult to share so here I am with this blog. My only hope is that blogs won't be obsolete by the time Luke actually wants to read this. I'm sure it will be but hopefully there will be some way to convert this into the next trend. I'll leave this post with another picture: Luke reading the latest gossip magazines.