Our computer was recently in the shop for some major repairs ... which explains why it's been a while since we've blogged. So here we go.
Luke has been talking up a storm lately. He's getting really good at repeating words back to us ... just like a parrot! His latest favorites are -- up, down, ball, Thomas (for Thomas the Train), Dee Dee (our neighbors' dog), blue, bear, key, truck (actually he refers to all trucks as tow trucks), car, and the list goes on.
One of our favorite evening activities now that it's cooling off is to head to the park for a little soccer action with the Leahy team of 3. Luke is really good at running and kicking the ball, and he throws a great overhead pass, too. It's amazing how much he just likes to run around ... and chase after us!
Thursday, September 29, 2005
Monday, September 12, 2005
Long-haired men scare Luke.
Luke is terrified of men with long hair! This phobia first surfaced when we were back in Kansas. Grandpa Jim has this funny Billy Bob hat with a wig attached that he likes to wear when he's in a crazy mood. As soon as Luke spotted Grandpa in that hat, he didn't want to get too close ... and then he even started to back away! We all thought it was rather funny at the time, but little did we know this was actually going to be a much bigger deal for Luke down the road.
Since then, we have noticed that Luke freaks out any time he sees a man with longer hair. He freezes in his tracks and won't budge an inch. And if you can even imagine the look he shoots the offender ... as if to say, "I'm not sure about you and that long hair! Just keep your distance."
Another related incident happened at the mall play area one day. Luke was having a wonderful time running around and climbing and jumping and expending a lot of energy, until he spotted a man with longer curly hair sitting on the side of the play area. Luke completely froze for about a minute ... long enough for other parents to point and comment and notice the look of sheer terror on his face ... and long enough for the poor man to realize that something he was doing (little did he know it was just his hair) was the cause of this poor child's fear. Luke just stared at him until rescued by good ol' Dad.
Tonight we went to a restaurant called Pita Jungle. It's sort of an artsy, ecletic crowd ... and yes, our server had long hair and was wearing a knitted hat. We were sitting inside, and immediately, we noticed that Luke was a little antsy about things. When we figured out why and saw that he kept a close watch on this waiter, we decided to move to an outside table where the waiter wouldn't be in such clear view. We couldn't help but chuckle about Luke's little quirk.
Poor Luke ... and all because of Grandpa's Billy Bob hat!
Since then, we have noticed that Luke freaks out any time he sees a man with longer hair. He freezes in his tracks and won't budge an inch. And if you can even imagine the look he shoots the offender ... as if to say, "I'm not sure about you and that long hair! Just keep your distance."
Another related incident happened at the mall play area one day. Luke was having a wonderful time running around and climbing and jumping and expending a lot of energy, until he spotted a man with longer curly hair sitting on the side of the play area. Luke completely froze for about a minute ... long enough for other parents to point and comment and notice the look of sheer terror on his face ... and long enough for the poor man to realize that something he was doing (little did he know it was just his hair) was the cause of this poor child's fear. Luke just stared at him until rescued by good ol' Dad.
Tonight we went to a restaurant called Pita Jungle. It's sort of an artsy, ecletic crowd ... and yes, our server had long hair and was wearing a knitted hat. We were sitting inside, and immediately, we noticed that Luke was a little antsy about things. When we figured out why and saw that he kept a close watch on this waiter, we decided to move to an outside table where the waiter wouldn't be in such clear view. We couldn't help but chuckle about Luke's little quirk.
Poor Luke ... and all because of Grandpa's Billy Bob hat!
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
Our Animal Expert
Lately, Luke has been brushing up on his knowledge of recognizing various species of animals. He has a book that he loves to look at during storytime that has many colorful animal pictures. We started asking him to point to different animals. At first, he knew the basics ... dog, cat, duck, fish, etc. Now he's graduating to wildlife often found in the zoo ... elephant, rhino, turtle, giraffe, and more. He can't say all their names yet but soon! Overall, he can probably identify by picture about 10-12 different animals. Perhaps he's on the path of being a veterinarian like his Grandpa Nelson!
Friday, September 02, 2005
Choo, choo!
Luke LOVES trains! "Choo, choo" was one of his first words, and since then, he's always on the search for a train. In the morning when he's eating his breakfast, a train goes by about a mile away, and he stops to hear the faint whistle of the train in the distance.
Great Aunt Janette and Uncle Dick gave Luke a train set, and he runs that train around the track for hours. On a daily basis, Dad has to reconfigure the track so it can run a new "route."
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