Luke had a birthday 2 1/2 weeks ago. (*cough* Someday I will have an up-to-date blog...)
He now goes up to people and says, "I'm 5, and I'm going to be Wolverine for Halloween." About half the people he says this to think he's going to be
a wolverine (the animal, as opposed to the X-Men character) and are like, "huh!"
He is Mr. Personality, this boy. He has recently started asking about 200 questions per day. Here's a sampling:
"Why do we have faces?"
"Why do we have clouds?"
"Why do we have grass?"
"Why is everything made of atoms?
"Why are there zombies in video games?"
"Why is iron super strong?"
"Why do we get zapped by lightning?"
"Why does fire turn us to dust?"
"What does poop taste like?"
Most of the time, I don't have good answers for any of these questions. I don't even know how he comes up with this stuff.
And here's some memorable quotes from the past month:
"Look at my cookie face! It's scary. I hate it. It looks crumbly."
(As I'm dropping him off at preschool): "Some kids are a vampire, and some kids are nice."
"Look! It's the Captain America flag!"
"My dream is to have all the marshmallows and pizzas."
(taking off his clothes after preschool): "Well! I don't need these anymore!"
(picking up some jewelry I was making): "Why do you need earlashes?"
"I'm going to pest this fly!"
"S is for sarsaparilla."
"I love salt because it tastes like sugar. I love sugar because it tastes like even more sugar."
(After I sneezed): "Mama, you bless-you'd all over me."
(Handing me something while shopping at Jo-Ann's): "Put this in my inventory."
He keeps us busy. This is a fort daddy built with some couch boxes we got from our neighbors.
I love that he still sleeps like this.
{1 week old}
I'm pretty sure that he is brainier than all the kids in his preschool--unless any of them can read at a 1st-2nd grade level like he can. If he had just been born 3 1/2 weeks earlier, he'd at least be in kindergarten right now.
He has such an active mind (and body--he's so wiggly) that he's always on the computer. He likes zoning out on YouTube, but he also likes educational sites, too and is a whiz at all the physics games on
www.hoodamath.com like
Red Remover.
For his actual birthday, he woke up sick. The whole family had a nasty cold that slowed us down for a couple of weeks. He felt okay enough for me to take him out to the park (his cousins Emery and Nora came) and to get ice cream. He brought his new favorite Mario and Luigi plush dolls and they had the time of their lives being sent down the big slides and going on the swings with Luke.
He helped decorate his cake and we got a pizza and RedBox movie for him to watch that night. But by that time, he was feeling worse (he had thrown up his lunch from coughing too much) and had a fever. NO FUN! But he is a tough, resilient little kid.
2011, 2 years old
He had his 5-year checkup and got his kindergarten shots while he was at it. He winced and said, "Ow!" but that was it. When Madelyn got her kindergarten shots, it took three people to hold her down. He is just so much more even keeled than she is. Here are his stats:
Weight: 36 lbs. 4 oz. (18th percentile)
Height: 3 feet, 5 inches (26th percentile)
Dr. Dowse said, "Well, he's growing at his own pace." He is wearing size 4T and size 9 shoes. When he listened to his lungs, he was still a little sick and he confirmed that Luke still has reactive airway disease (a type of asthma). So he's supposed to take Singulair every night in the hopes of preventing him getting too sick this winter. And he still pronounces his L sounds like Ws, so we're working on that.
Likes: lounging in his undies, taking baths, chewing on paper/cords/toys/clothes, Minecraft, Spongebob, Angry Birds, Super Mario Bros., pizza, Crispix cereal, making messes (STILL!), staying up late, sour cream and onion Pringles, chocolate, books, coming into mom and dad's bed at any hour of the night, "because it's comfortable", Queen, his sisters and YouTube cat videos. His favorite colors are green, black and blue and his favorite letters are W, F and and Q. He loves Anna and Elsa from Frozen. He insists that we tell jokes every night around the dinner table.
Dislikes: Getting dressed, wearing shoes, not having his requests/demands fulfilled immediately, strong food smells, Isabelle's mush (he can't stand to even look at her if she's eating her baby cereal), haircuts and getting bossed around.
He is still particular about a few things, like he MUST be the one to push the "off" button on the kitchen timer, and he MUST be present every time you get out of the shower, so he can push the button on the faucet to catch the water, and he MUST be there when the garage door opens, so he can run out and hop in the car with you and drive into the garage, and then he MUST be the first one to enter the house.
Oh, and he MUST help to feed the fish. He has developed a liking for the taste of fish food. And for cat treats.
Caught in the act eating the kitty treats...
He's never had any cavities! It did take him a few years of going to the dentist before he'd actually let them do anything to his teeth, though...
He enjoys going out and about.
"Look ma, I'm a burrito." (He calls me "ma". Most of the time it's "mama" but said so fast he just skips the "m" and says "ma'a".)
♥ baby Isabelle
Thanks, grandma Carolyn!
He finally stopped wearing Pull-Ups at night. I'd bought a package of some 7th Generation brand, and they were this unbleached tan color, and he took one look and refused to even put them on, because they looked "old" and has just been wearing undies ever since. I should have thought of that sooner!
With Maria, Emery and Nora on his birthday
He is just an all around great kid, and I'm so lucky to have him!