Dear Dudders

Dear Dudders:

Oh Lucas James! My stubborn, sweet little man. You are almost 9 months old already and I'm thinking about your first birthday party...how is that even possible?

What a sweet, cuddly little boy you are! You love your mommy and daddy and get the best smile on your face when we come in to the room. You also have a touch of separation anxiety so you cry when we leave but always know that we will come back for you. Always. You are a part of our heart and our soul, neither of which we could live without.

You are so big and growing by leaps and bounds this past month. You already weigh more than 20lbs and are very long (don't have the exact measurements until your appt in 2 weeks).

In the past two weeks you've:

Gotten your 3rd tooth!

Learned to pull yourself up to stand on your own!

Crawl!

Say Dada...and the occassional Mama!

Move forward and backwards in your walker and cruise along the furniture!

You hate food. You act as if we are poisioning you and gag as if you are being choked. I console myself with the fact that I've never seen a teenager that still drinks formula from a bottle. You'll want real food one of these days.

You still don't sleep through the night.

You adore your big brother and want to be with him all the time.

You have the best smile in the world! I've never seen a happier kid than you.

Thank you for being ours Lukey Luke. We love you so much!

Love, Mommy