Showing posts with label Lucas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lucas. Show all posts
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Sunday, February 01, 2009
Monday, January 19, 2009
Friday, September 05, 2008
Good Gurl
Credits here
Journaling reads:
Luke, you have become really attached to Belle. In the morning when you lie on my bed, you eventually roll your way over to the bottom of the bed to pet and love on her. Lately you like to try to make Belle do tricks that she does for Daddy and I. Your favorite one seems to be telling her you "can't reach" something so she will bring it right to you. After she performs her tricks for you, you always turn to me to share it and end with, "Belle a good gurl" and pat her head. She is your buddy, that Belle-girl.
Journaling reads:
Luke, you have become really attached to Belle. In the morning when you lie on my bed, you eventually roll your way over to the bottom of the bed to pet and love on her. Lately you like to try to make Belle do tricks that she does for Daddy and I. Your favorite one seems to be telling her you "can't reach" something so she will bring it right to you. After she performs her tricks for you, you always turn to me to share it and end with, "Belle a good gurl" and pat her head. She is your buddy, that Belle-girl.
Monday, July 28, 2008
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Saturday, June 21, 2008
Monday, June 16, 2008
Luke Unplugged
Credits here
Journaling reads:
May 2008
Even though your brothers are always around, you tend to go in your own direction and do your own thing.
You don’t seem to need approval for what you do, although you love when your Dad and I join you in what ever you are trying to tackle.
Your mind amazes me. You can put things together in your head and usually do a good job of figuring out what you want by yourself.
You are so cool. Even though you have no idea what that means yet, you are. You like skateboards, drums, guitars and jump fearlessly from high places.
You are my “Cool little Luke”
Journaling reads:
May 2008
Even though your brothers are always around, you tend to go in your own direction and do your own thing.
You don’t seem to need approval for what you do, although you love when your Dad and I join you in what ever you are trying to tackle.
Your mind amazes me. You can put things together in your head and usually do a good job of figuring out what you want by yourself.
You are so cool. Even though you have no idea what that means yet, you are. You like skateboards, drums, guitars and jump fearlessly from high places.
You are my “Cool little Luke”
Monday, April 28, 2008
Luke's Long Goodbye
Credits here
Journaling Reads:
Anytime you see us on the phone you run to the land line phone in our bedroom. It is huge compared with your little head, but you just can’t enough of it. The other day when you were talking on the phone with your Nana, you were trying in your own almost three year old way to stall. Anything to stay on that big phone.
Luke: Bye Nana..... Nan!
-pressing buttons on the phone)
Mom Tell Nana bye-bye
Luke: Bye Nan
Nana: Bye sweetheart
Luke: Bye. Hey Nana!
Nana: Yes, Luke
Luke: Nan, Nan, NAN!
Mom: Tell Nana bye-bye
Nana: Bye Lucas
Luke: Hey, Nan, Nan! ......
Journaling Reads:
Anytime you see us on the phone you run to the land line phone in our bedroom. It is huge compared with your little head, but you just can’t enough of it. The other day when you were talking on the phone with your Nana, you were trying in your own almost three year old way to stall. Anything to stay on that big phone.
Luke: Bye Nana..... Nan!
-pressing buttons on the phone)
Mom Tell Nana bye-bye
Luke: Bye Nan
Nana: Bye sweetheart
Luke: Bye. Hey Nana!
Nana: Yes, Luke
Luke: Nan, Nan, NAN!
Mom: Tell Nana bye-bye
Nana: Bye Lucas
Luke: Hey, Nan, Nan! ......
Thursday, September 13, 2007
Thursday, June 28, 2007
Defiant
Credits here
Journaling reads:
You really wanted to bring the cup of water out to the sand box. It didn’t matter to you that there had already been lots of water poured in and the sand was looking wet and mucky.
When I asked you not to pour more water into the sandbox, you looked up at me with this little expression on your face. It is obvious you are not thrilled with being told “no”, but your eyes show the struggle of wanting to do what you want -even though you were told not to. It was a split second of defiance.
After this picture was taken, I brought you over to another part of the yard and made it your new water dumping area. You were content with that -and it was like nothing ever happened.
But I am so glad I got a picture of this face.
Journaling reads:
You really wanted to bring the cup of water out to the sand box. It didn’t matter to you that there had already been lots of water poured in and the sand was looking wet and mucky.
When I asked you not to pour more water into the sandbox, you looked up at me with this little expression on your face. It is obvious you are not thrilled with being told “no”, but your eyes show the struggle of wanting to do what you want -even though you were told not to. It was a split second of defiance.
After this picture was taken, I brought you over to another part of the yard and made it your new water dumping area. You were content with that -and it was like nothing ever happened.
But I am so glad I got a picture of this face.
Saturday, June 23, 2007
Friday, February 16, 2007
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