Luke's Just A Boy with A New Haircut

It finally happened. We got Luke's hair cut. Because he was starting to look like a hippie. Or a street urchin. Or maybe even a hobo baby.

While we braced for the worst kind of toddler meltdown, Luke was remarkably stoic about the whole thing, caring not one whit for that stupid train, Thomas, on the DVD they put in for him

When she finished, he rocked his best Don Rosella

After, we celebrated by going to the park for some puddle stomping...

...and for some doing the slide wrong

On Monday night, he showed off his new easy, breezy style by helping out around the apartment. Noisily.

And tonight he proved that he's more than a one-berry-baby, showing raspberries the love. Watch for some ear, hair, and hand showing-offing near the end (to name but a few)!

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Crawling!

Luke did not let a virus prevent him from finally mastering how to crawl over Christmas. He still needs to figure out how to let his legs motor him along a little better, but he's getting faster with each endeavor. He's slowly but surely making his way around the apartment, showing us our baby-proofing weak spots. Here you can see him in action:

With his crawling and constant crumb-dropping, we have also discovered that Luke is fascinated by our (raggedy) broom: