The Mothership

With Luke's new vocabulary questions have come.  He doesn't even stop to listen to the answer I am giving him and he's already asking another.  He also makes the most random comments and remarks out of nowhere.  Here are just some of my favorites: While watching a show about dinosaurs, "Mommy, what dat species?" "No, dat silly mommy.  I'ma sillwe monkey." "dah-hah, me feet stinky!" while running to an air-show, "Me LOVE see aiw-panes fly! Phshuuuuuu on a phone call with Mammie discussing what he saw at the air-show, "Me see jets, aiw-panes, racie cars, super guys, helwecopters, and SPACESHIP!  Phshuuuuuu!" if he seems absent mindedabout anything he snickers a little smile and says, "Ha, me forgot!" like it was such a surprise to him. after a long walk with with G-pa he came back and said, "Mammie, me walk weallwee farrr.  My legs so tired!" and my favorite: whilst playing or being corrected...

So it's no big news that Luke is a little mischievous, curious, dangerous, agile, unsteady, sneaky and stealthy.  All of these can be good things.  But when combined together, they create a TERRIBLE situation...at least from a mom's perspective.  The other day all these adjectives came together...and stopped my heart. Luke was being especially fussy this day and we were trying to get ready to make our way out of the door for our regular Sunday soccer game.  So naturally, Tim and I were both in the bedroom, kinda, trying to entertain Luke as we pack up.  Tim left the room for some reason and I was walking out and coming right back in less than 2 seconds...LITERALLY (notice the urgency to explain myself, which means I'm a little guilt-ridden)! I walk out of the room, hear a drawer open from our double-wide dresser.  I say, "Luke, close the drawer," as I walk into his room, grab something, and begin to turn around to walk back, I hear a noise...the biggest...

Quiet...:) Quiet...:/ QQUUUUIIIIIEEEEETTTT!!!!!! As soon as you have a child, the meaning of quiet is greatly altered.  The, what you thought were, quietest things seem extremely loud:  the bark of a neighbors dog the sound of the air conditioner/heater kicking on the mailman delivering to the mailbox (which is about 40 feet from our front door) a bird chirping the water running the dishwasher in quiet mode a whisper the garbage collector All these things become something...quite different in a mother's eyes: A LOUD BEAR GROWLING THE SOUND OF A SPACE ROCKET LAUNCHING THE SOUND OF A NASCAR SPEEDWAY A PTERODACTYL SCREECHING FOR ITS PREY NIAGRA FALLS AN INDUSTRIAL WASHING MACHINE ON OVERLOAD SOMEONE YELLING AT A CONCERT THE SOUNDS FROM A SCRAP-METAL YARD I can remember a scenario that ALMOST played out when Luke was only a few month old.  I was up feeding Luke for his nightly feeding.  He ate so peacefully and was pretty much asleep (mind you i...