But wait, there's more!

There are a few more things I should say about Luke lately.

He's been taking Big Folks by the hand, mostly Ben, Cat, and me, and leading us to the place he wants to go.  Most of the time, this is the fridge since we locked him out and he can't open it by himself anymore.  But he's also brought me over to the family room, turned on a toy that plays music, and grabbed both of my hands so we can dance together.  LOVE IT.

I mentioned in the other post that Luke is more on the destructive side than not.  I thought I should give some examples of things he's damaged.  The list includes, but is not limited to, books, his siblings' artworks and school assignments, furniture, the music box from Valentine's Day, various toys, various jewelry, a picture frame, and my glasses.

He's using words so well right now, both parroting and spontaneously.  I decided that I would take advantage of the current linguistic phase by teaching him something that would keep me amused.  There's nothing wrong with that, right?

And in case you're looking at the three bandages on Luke's forehead and wondering why he would be wearing them, I'll tell you.  Just as I was grabbing my things to head out the door to a meeting on Thursday night, Jack and Luke came in to my room playing and having fun.  A few seconds later I heard a thump and Luke started crying.  According to Jack, they were taking turns holding on to each other and when he was holding Luke, Luke was moving around more than he could control and they both fell down.  (Have I mentioned that Luke and Eliza - the now-5-year-old - are the same weight?) Jack fell down on the carpet, but Luke's head hit the edge of the metal support on the side of our bed.  He got a cut that was about an inch long but didn't bleed very much and I decided to skip my meeting. 

Snuggling with Froggy right after The Incident.

I have a feeling this isn't the only injury that will be suffered by a boy in my house as the result of roughhousing.