This morning I woke up to "Muh Muh muhhhhh" and "ah! Mama!" coming from Luke's room at 5:30. Which totally means he was up waaaay before I heard him. But that's Luke, my early bird. Awake with the sun. So I dragged myself out of bed and reluctantly went to shower (before my alarm went off) which I do every day of the week. But today, after my shower and slight mental pep-talk convincing myself that I should go to work and not stay home all day, I didn't go get Luke up out of bed. It's 6:23 and he's now silent. Which either means he's harboring slight almost-a-1-year-old resentment or that he fell back asleep. I'm thinking the latter, but really, I don't know. So yeah I'm a little selfish right now, blogging about this, taking a few minutes to myself while my house is quiet, before starting another long day at work.... Sometimes, it's worth it. Soon (like the second I hit publish on this entry) I will get Luke up and ready for grandma camp and ill whisk him away to the car and another day will start.
But this was nice. Being able to collect my thoughts.
Have a wonderful day!
P.S. Luke's going to be 1 in a week and a half. When did this happen!?
So over on wifessionals blog there is this blogger exchange called Cara Box. This month I decided I would join up. As I've mentioned before I wanted a pen pal and this seemed like a great way to get to know some other people in the blogging world.
Here's the button if you're interested in joining next month's exchange
I'm excited to get to know some new bloggers this way!
In other news, I fell down the last two stairs on the middle flight down from my front door. While heading out for a run. While carrying Luke. Ugh. Thankfully I didn't fall fall, but I did catch my foot on one stair and bent it in a way it's not supposed to bend. Lets see how many shades of purple it is tomorrow because I still went for a jog. Silly.
4 more months until my 5k and I'm planning on running the whole thing. Hopefully I can accomplish that!
That's about all. Nothing new. Although I just made up a diaper 4-wheeler tonight.
I can't even believe you are going to be 1 in a few weeks. Your dad and I look at the pictures of you when you were a tiny baby and cannot believe how much you've grown in only 1 year. You're so smart and you make me laugh so much. Don't worry about not walking all the time, you'll get there. I know you practice every day so one day you'll just wake up and I won't be able to catch up with you. I love how you know what you want. When you want it. Sometimes it gets me and your dad a little frustrated when we're trying to finish up dinner and you're screaming because you want to play. But last night, we surprised you with strawberries and whipped cream and you had a ball. I hope I never forget how you laughed when I put a dollop of whip cream on your tongue. I'm so happy that you learned how to drink out of a straw. That totally made my day. Now if we go places, you can share my drink! I love that when you hand me things you'll say thank you and how when we go in the morning you say "Go! Go! Go!" and how you choose biscotti over any other cookie in the bucket. Sometimes me and your dad get a little stern with you. Hopefully you'll learn to understand it's because we love you very much and we don't want to see you get hurt. Plus, when you laugh at us after we say no, we get a little upset. We love that you're an outside boy and you know when you're tired and when you want a bath. You have an awesome sense of humor and I'm so glad you're our little boy. I hope you continue to be the cool dude that you are.