Luke's Week

Lukey has gotten into books all of the sudden. Not really so much reading them, but holding them and going around saying, "This is a REALLY good book." I thought it was just kind of like the candle he goes around making people smell saying, "It's good." Turns out it is from Blues Clues which he has been watching old VHS tapes of lately.Luke had a couple meltdowns last week. They were so out there they were more comical than frustrating. One night we were at the park playing frisbee. David picked one up off the ground that Luke had wanted to pick up. Well, that unleashed all the fury a two year old can have. He stormed up the big hill away from all of us yelling the whole way. "Leave me alone!" We'd try to cheer him up but he was having none of it. I decided to drive around the lake around to get him to go to bed while David took the girls in his car. He lashed out at me, "Where are we going? Where are my sisters? I never get to ride with my daddy! I'm MAD at you! I don't want to play with you! Why are we going into that darkness (some trees)?" Whew, he was one mad little boy.Then the next night David was out at a bachelor party when Luke woke up from a late nap. He stormed around crying that he "lost" his daddy and he wanted his daddy. He yelled and cried at the girls and I so I took him upstairs and put him to bed with his Blues Clues video. It got quiet and I read to the girls awhile, when he came back down. I looked at him like, "Why are you down here?" And he looks at me and says, "I'm fine now. I'm better. I wiped my tears." And he really was fine after that. Tonight he was playing Guitar Hero with David when he gets up and says, "I'm going to bed. I'm tired. I don't want to play drums no more." Daddy told him to give me a kiss, and he pointed to his lips and said, "Right here." So I kissed him and he said, "Eww, gross!" and laughed. Just like that and he put himself to bed.