Luke is my love bug. When we are snuggling in his bed (or mine), he is my bed bug. He makes my heart sing. Luke would spend the entire day by my side, doing lessons and projects or just hanging out. If I tell him that he can go play or do chores, he chooses chores. He wants to help. He wants to touch. He wants a hug. He wants to hang on me while I’m working. He wants to sit on my lap while we do lessons.
If I can’t see or hear him, chances are something is being destroyed. There is not much in between. This boy is Curious George. What would happen if I scrape this pencil on this peeling paint? What would happen if I use these scissors on this shirt? How does this mechanical device come apart? Can I jump from here to there without killing myself? How does this electric tool work? What happens when I pour a whole bottle of liquid soap in the bathtub? Look at the cool dents in the wall I made with this metal pole….
Luke is a whiz at puzzles. He loves math. He reads like a champ. He doesn’t play independently. He puts his arms around me and tells me that he loves me. He begs for snuggles. He is my only quiet child. He doesn’t say a lot, but his facial expressions are worth more than words can say.
Luke thinks the best days in the world are the days his Daddy is home when he wakes up. His favorite activities are ‘dirty jobs’ with Dad. He also loves candy. His Daddy loves candy, too. Hanging out with Daddy means getting to eat candy and do ‘dirty jobs.’ It doesn’t get any better than that, folks.
Luke says, ‘Be careful, be careful!’ every time he sees a blinking yellow light when we are driving. He also tells me when the speed limit changes, or when curves are coming, or when there is a dead end. He wants to know how much gas we have in the car. He wants to know what each gauge means. He wants to know if we have enough gas to get back to Disneyland.
He wants to know what is on my list when we are at the grocery store. Heaven forbid we go without a list.
Luke is very athletic, has a good sense of balance and what his body is capable of. He started riding his two-wheeled bike on his fourth birthday. He loves to play outside and get dirty, but he comes in shivering and asks for a ‘hot tub’. The boy loves a hot tub. He also loves roller coasters.
Loving this boy feels like a roller coaster some days….
…but what a ride.