It's October 1st, and according to George, that means it's No D-Day! I always have trouble coming up with what to post on, so I'm going to do what I've always done on No D-Day... introduce you to somebody who doesn't get much mention here; This year it's Lucas's turn!
What can I say about my adorable third-born? There's a reason one of his (many) nicknames is Cutie-cutie-cute-cute.
Almost a year ago Lucas made a very... interesting entrance into this world. Despite the rocky start, he has fit perfectly into our family right from the beginning. He is just such an easy baby; the only one of mine who would take a bottle. He's a great eater, a great sleeper, and an awesome traveller. His whole schedule was turned upside down when we went to FFL in July, and he barely batted an eyelash.
As you can see from these pictures, he is a happy little man. They really reflect his personality. The other day I was at Elise's soccer practice, sitting with Lucas on my lap. He was being a bit whiny, and I explained to another Mom that he had been so cranky because he was teething. Her response was, "really... THAT'S cranky?" It made me laugh... and realize how spoiled I am!
He turns 10 months in a few days, and it has been so much fun to watch his personality blossom. I couldn't have imagined a more lovely little man as my number three.
So there you have it... Lucas, meet the DOC. DOC, meet Lucas... the happiest baby in the world.
(Okay, one more pic... I just LOVE his blue eyes in this one)