Someone broke my Luke.

He’s not sleeping as well as he used to and he has been miserable the past two days at the YMCA. Yesterday it was so bad that they had to come get me after only 25 minutes because he wouldn’t stop crying. As soon as they handed him to me he calmed right down, but he would start right back up again if he wasn’t touching me (he was fine on my lap, fine sitting on the floor right next to me, flipped out when I moved two feet away to get him a toy).

I’m not sure what’s to blame for this change. He isn’t teething (at least not that I can see). I don’t think he’s getting sick. My best guess is that his sleep pattern being all screwed up is making him extra clingy and cranky around other people.

Hopefully it’s just a phase and he’s back on a normal schedule soon.

In other news he recently started sticking out his tongue and making zerbert-like noises. The result is an adorably slobbery mess. He loves the sounds it makes and thinks it’s hysterical if you do it back to him.

Luke caught Adam on the arm the other day while in the middle of his noise-making drool fest and inadvertently gave him a yuck. Adam was not impressed and actually said, “No yuck Luke!”

As a fellow firstborn you might think I’d have more sympathy for Adam. You would be wrong. I am all for Luke doing whatever he can to annoy Adam. I pretty sure he’s earned it.