Last night Dave, Luke and I were hanging out in the family room and Adam was watching Blues Clues in the guest room. While he was in there he decided to ditch his onesie and pants in favor of some new duds.

He was pretty pleased with his new look.

That kid cracks me up. I have never been so happy to have a camera sitting right next to me.

Yesterday we went pumpkin shopping. The young lady running the stand was in love with Adam and kept giving him “baby pumpkins”. We came home with seven pumpkins. I am not kidding. Seven pumpkins. Five of them are Adam’s little ones.

The largest of the pumpkins we got was purchased for a very specific reason.

I’m sorry Luke. If it makes you feel any better, we did the same thing to your brother.

One last picture from out trip to PA – especially since the last couple of posts have been all about Luke.

The second hotel we stayed at had an empty cupboard (I’m guessing it was once home to a mini-fridge). Adam thought it was the perfect place for him to sleep. It quickly became a game where he would have me shut him in there and then he’d wait a couple of seconds and kick the door back open – repeat indefinitely.

And by “indefinitely” I mean until this former mommy of the year candidate accidentally shut her sweet little boy’s toes in the door and there were tears.

Then the game wasn’t so fun anymore.

Luke had a check up today. He’s grown three inches and gained three pounds in the last two months.

Earlier this week, Luke found his feet and he’s been all over them. That picture was taken before he got his shots (two of them) and so he was still pretty happy about being at the doctor’s office and flirting with the nurses.

And just because I’m a bit of a math geek, I took some of Adam’s measurements from when he was around Luke’s age and estimated his size when he was four months and twelve days old (which is exactly how old Luke is today). Adam would have weighed about 14 lbs 12 ounces and was 24.75 inches long.

Seriously, this kid smiles all the time. I thought Adam was a happy baby (and he really was), but Luke is just in a league of his own.

I was a little afraid while pregnant with Luke that because Adam had been such an easy, cheerful baby we were “due” for a more difficult child. My worries were for nothing though, Luke is a dream baby. I would order a dozen more, just like him if I could (not all at once though, that’s just nuts – even happy babies are still a lot of work).

I know, I know, I posted this picture yesterday.

Here’s a similar one of Adam from two years ago. The pictures were taken at about the same time of year, but Luke is two months older now than Adam was then.

And yes, their outfits are very similar. Luke’s is actually an Adam hand-me-down (he has a lot of those). I was so sad when Adam outgrew the outfit he’s wearing in his picture (a gift from Uncle Steven & Aunt Amanda) that I went out and got another one in the next size up (the one Luke is wearing).

Tonight we had an appointment to get pictures taken of Luke. I had Adam dressed up, in case he felt like posing for a few too, which he didn’t.

So while Adam ran around the studio playing with all of the props (his favorite was the rocking horse, or “yee-haw” in Adam-speak), Luke took center stage.

We did one outfit change – which Luke wasn’t too thrilled with. He did let the photographer get a couple nice pictures before letting us know (loudly) that the photo shoot was over.

Those Sesame Street residents don’t have anything on Luke – he’s the cutest monster I’ve ever seen.

Guess who figured out how to roll from his back to his front today…

I’m not sure who was more surprised by this revolution revelation Luke or his parents.

And no, no pictures of the final flip – Dave turned him back over before I could get a picture to see if he would do it again.