I feel the need to prove that Luke still exists, for some reason... Having only made fleeting appearances on here recently, I thought he should probably get his own starring role in a blog entry. And here it is:Luke's tiny little life is getting bigger. His hands are already at least double the size of when he was born, and at the rate he's growing, he'll be taller than both Nik and me before he hits the six-month mark...
Not that that is a difficult feat to achieve... But he's not unusually large in anyway - everything is perfectly in proportion, and indeed, he's just outgrowing all his 0-3 month clothing range and starting to get into his 3-6 month range - seeing as he's 3 months old on Saturday, that's pretty accurate as far as size goes.
He's more of a delight to us every day - having truly mastered the smile (and no, it's definitely NOT wind before you think it...), he's now moving on to laughing - and the same goes for having got the hang of standing (albeit still needing someone to steady his balance a bit), he's now trying to take a step when you help his stand - which for 3 months is amazing!
He seems to love lights and shiny things - and therefore the television seems to be a wonderful thing to him (he won't take his eyes off it - all those colourful things on a bright, shiny screen...), and at the moment, most of his huge collection of toys is being ignored in favour of a small, noisy giraffe (but then, even mummy and daddy like the giraffe...)
On top of this, I discovered some shocking photos at the end of last week which show just how similar he looks to me at the same age... I'll put a couple on here soon to show you... It's worrying... I was cute! Where did it all go wrong?!


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