Three times in the last week, we’ve walked in to Luke’s room in the morning, and he’s sitting up in his crib.
Another milestone this week is downright miraculous. Tuesday night, Luke and I were on a blanket in my parents’ backyard. I had just finished a plate of pot roast, and set it aside. Luke spied the plate and spied something he wanted. Instead of fussing and whining for it, he took matters into his own hands. Here is a video recreation: