"I TwoTaday!"

It's been two years since our little Lukeman joined our growing family. I wonder if he knew what he was getting himself into, being the only boy plopped right in the middle of 3 girls? When people realize his birth order/sibling gender situation... it's usually, "Oh, you poor boy!" We correct them quickly explaining that his wife is going to thank his three sisters over and over again. There's no "poor" about it, he'll have it all figured out. He's quite the lucky one.





I fell madly in love with this wide eyed little guy the second he plowed his big head into this world. Over a pound heavier than his big sis, he made for quite the claustrophibic delivery. I thought he'd be stuck in there forever. I'm glad he wasn't.




This snuggly bunny loved to cuddle, and still does before every nap and bedtime. He would lay in my arms, sucking his thumb while I whispered sweetness in his ear. That's when I melt.




Those dimples get me every time. I still almost chew his cheeks off. This was one of the last pictures taken in his first house. I miss it for him, since he'll never remember the room he started walking in, or the bedroom he shared with Julia.




Here is his very first birthday. We threw a ginormous party at our new place. This was about 4 months before the twins were born. He was such a good boy. Do I remember it right when I think of him as a quiet, peaceful, and laid back boy during this stage of his life?

And now he's 2! As you can see. He's a 2-year-old full of bubbly laughter, fierce determination and decision, the sweetest sensitive little heart, and the cutest little dance moves you'll ever see. (The dude will break out a dance to the telephone ringing.) And, he'll tell you he's "Twotaday" whenever you ask him how old he is. Then he'll get out his chubby little fingers and show you.

Come to think of it, I'm feeling a little "Tootaday," also...I'm feeling like my only little boy is growing up TOO FAST.