Boy oh boy

As a parent of twins, I have to be fair and balanced. What I do for one baby, I try to do for the other too. Yesterday's post was all about Bree and I've felt the need to do a Luke post asap. It could also be one of my idiosyncrasies where I need to be 'even'. If Mike gives me a love tap on my right arm, he has to do it on my left arm too. Wha??? Isn't everyone like that?

So about my daring, I mean darling, boy. He's my little monkey. I'm amazed at what he can do. The other day while I was doing dishes, it was a little too quiet. Imagine my surprise when I found Luke in the exersaucer. I wondered how the heck he got in there and then the next day I found out. He did it again and this time I caught in video. I haven't put them in the exersaucers for ages, I guess he was feeling a bit nostalgic.



Here's another, the endings a little abrupt. You'll see why -


(we don't have a ball pit, rather a toy pit a/k/a pack n play used as a toy chest)

Lastly, I love father/son or father/daughter shots. Mike is such an awesome dad. Here are my boys (isn't this the epitome of California with the palm trees in the background?) -