Colorfool

Lucas at 2 months

April 19, 2011

Oh my little man, you are a wonderful boy. You are so friendly and sweet. You smile with your whole face whenever anyone greets you. Actually, you have a whole body smile too. You draw up your hands to your face and you bend your knees up and do this body squirm while you face lights up. So cute my boy.  You are mostly mellow. You let me drive without screaming. You will go to the store without fussing. You happily take in all the new sights and sounds. While we work in the kitchen you sit in your bouncy chair and busily suck on your hands.  You boggle my brain. I've never been with a baby like you before! 

 You have put on a good amount of weight and you finally have those wonderful baby rolls around your legs and arms and chin. Your eyes are beautiful dark blue and you don't have very much hair. You are a beautiful boy. We can't stop kissing you, but you don't really like kisses. Pity. 

 Your brother and sister adore you. They fight over who gets to talk in your face or hold you. You love watching them dance and play. Keely likes to entertain you with your flute and all the things she owns that are shiny. Milo finds you lucky rocks for your collection.

You don't like to lay down much. When we are holding you, you want to be upright looking at the world. You like us to be walking around with you too. You happily sit outside with us and watch the trees. You like riding in the stroller as long as it stays moving too.

 You don't cry very much. Even when you do it's not very intense. Just fussing, but you do have a really sad face that you can bring out. We'll do anything you want us to when you make that face. We sleep shoulder to shoulder at night. You wake up 4-5 times a night, but usually you will go back to sleep. You do want us to get up by 6 though. That's a tad early for me.  You are growing quickly. Your face is changing and you newborn clothes already don't fit you. Instead of putting the outgrown clothes in the attic now I just put them in the donate pile and that is weird. You are the last baby for this family. I hope you stay as wonderfully mellow, and sweet as you are now. Don't grow too fast. This baby stage doesn't last long enough for me.  I want to hold you all day and stare at you. I want to feel your little hand wrapped around my finger and listen to your sweet coos forever. I want to savor your smell and rub my chin on your head. I want to remember the delicious smiles that you shine at me.  I love you Lucas. Thank you for being my baby.

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