Pack N Play

We finally moved Luke into the pack and play which we set up behind the dining table. (Not much dining actually is done at the table - Liam eats in his highchair and sadly, we generally eat on the sofa.) In the mornings Liam usually likes to have mommy to himself and is not all that happy when I go to get his brother. THIS morning, he wanted to get in the pack and play with his brother and play with him! It wasn't all fun and games though. Note the hand bearing heavily down on Luke's chest.

We spent a few days this week at grandma's house where I found a "jolly jumper" in an upstairs room. I hooked it up and put Luke in it assuming it had been used for my sisters kids, Quincy and Chloe. I called my sister while Luke was happily bouncing around in it and she told me that "Oh no!" it had not been hers. "Kids fracture their legs in those things!" I took some video of Luke having a jolly time in the contraption before taking him out and packing it away. Unfortunately, I must not have hit record or something because nothing was there when I went back to look. Maybe there was a reason for that...!

The hands man

Luke rolled from his tummy to his back last night. It was during American Idol and he was laughing so hard it must have thrown his balance off...six times.

He is using his hands alot now. Beside grabbing and batting at toys hanging in front of or above him, he has also started helping me give him his nightly bottle. He wants to hold it by himself! He has also decided it is fun to grab (and annoy) his brother. I can't really blame him for that...Liam trys hard, but he is not always gentle. I think Luke realizes he needs to hold his own with his big brother.

Spring!

Well...almost. Last week with the good weather we got to go out and play! We took a couple of trips to grandma's back yard, where Liam had a blast running around with a plastic shopping cart and a pink ball that belongs to cousins Quincy and Chloe. We also went to the playground with our friend Ava. Liam loves swings so we spent some time on them. Then he found the sandbox and sat down with a shovel and a stick. Hovering nearby, I witnessed a funny interaction he had with a little girl who came up to him. She must have been about 4 and she really wanted his shovel. She stood in front of him, and kind of waved her hand in the direction of it. Either Liam didn't have a clue as to what she wanted or he really wanted that shovel because he just stared right back at her and didn't give an inch. She eventually walked away without the shovel. That's my boy!

Liam is 20 months today and Luke is 4 1/2 months. Luke is pretty darn funny and talks and laughs alot. All you have to do to get him laughing is smile and talk to him. I finally got up the courage to start putting him on his tummy again. (A spit cloth close at hand is a must!) The kid is the most determined baby ever! He is trying so hard to crawl. He seems to be making some forward progress and I think it won't be long before he really figures it out. Good thing the house is already baby-proofed!