Injured. Injured Bad.

It was bound to happen. All the elements were there: sandbox, patio underneath the sandbox, chairs to climb on next to the sandbox and one very curious boy. Yesterday Luke got to play in his new sandbox for the first time. A little unsure at first of this new bowl of sand, he quickly got to digging and sorting, which for those of you that don't know is essential for the world to keep spinning on it's axis. Needless to say, when I was standing three feet away instead of one, he decide to climb out and faceplanted on the patio. The product was a mess of tears, dirt, and a little blood - yikes!! So before you see the battle scars take a look at my ALL TIME favorite Youtube clip. It makes me cry every time.

http://youtube.com/watch?v=ByiMmIZNcdo

Figuring out all these new toys.

"Yup...I'll probably set up my excavating business next week."

One tough cookie...he still can smile through the pain. A little soak in the tub helped too!

This is more like it. The distress call.

Things to do when you're 1 year old

Well, I'm officially one year old now and boy are things moving and shaking! I have been keeping my mom busy, but we have a LOT of fun together. I'm really working hard at using my words, which for those inquiring minds includes "all done (sort of)", "bye bye", "baba" "didi" and of course "mama and dada". I really also like to mimick (or try anyways) what mom and dad do. After a series of painful shots, I left the doctors office for my one year check up knowing that I weigh 24 lbs and am 31 inches long. My head is in the 25-50th percentile. I'm trying really hard to get this walking thing down. I have lots of push toys, but would rather someone just walk with me wherever I go...it's so much easier that way. I have taken one step on my own, but was a man down after that. Here's some other fun things to do when you're one!

Brush your teeth. Mom's been handling this one for awhile, but now I fight for
the toothbrush so I can show her how to get them pearly white!
Feed myself ravioli...YUM! See above picture for phase 2 of dinner...bath!
Try to convince fur friends to let me out of jail...
no luck, but I'm still working on it!
Am a nice friend and let others use my hair as a balancing tool.
Drive! And a Hummer too!

Get a mohawk...what one year old wouldn't be complete without it?!

and the party goes on...

I love birthday parties! Granted, I've only had one so far, but it was great fun. I had most of my favorite people in the world there. I got to invite my buddy Grant and my Aggie friend Lauren came all the way from Houston. Baby Rachel even came, but I think she might have been a little bored because she slept most of the time. I missed my friends Avery and Will because they were sick, but I will tell them all about it next time I see them. We kicked off the party with a parade around the neighborhood which went off surprisingly well. Then back to my house for cake. I have only sampled a small tasting of cake before. Well, little did I know, you get a whole cake on your birthday! I loved it, so much that I even tried to share a bite with dad. After a quick hose down in the shower, I was off to open some great gifts. It was a wonderful day full of great memories. I can't wait until my 2 year old party, but mom says she can.
This is one year old Luke signing off until next time!

Miss Jessica recommended a great cake lady and we give her two thumbs up! I especially like that she made me my very own smash cake.

Yay! Presents! I can't get enough of that tissue paper.

"Hey! Who's driving this flying umbrella?!"

Lauren and her mommy made a sign for the parade.
"Boys, just follow me and you won't get lost." ~ Lauren
Rachel felt this was the most comfortable way to participate in the parade.
All the mommies and my friends.

Having so much fun with my friends.

Getting the ok from Dad.

Sharing my cake with Dad....only a little piece though.

I love cake!

And done! Thank you all my friends and family, I love you extra extra special!

The Birthday Boy!

03.04.08

Dear Luke Sawyer,

Hi my sweet baby boy! As I type this I know that you are quickly becoming my little boy and no longer my baby. Everyone warned me that you would grow up so fast and it’s so true. I will always cherish my memories of holding you for the first time and how I knew we were meant to be. You were so tiny (5 pounds, 13 ounces to be exact), but I knew you were safe in my arms. I suppose because I had you with me 24/7 for nine months that I felt I knew you already, but there was so much to learn. I loved the moments when you fell asleep in my arms and were as content as you could be and there was nowhere else in the world you wanted to be. I watched in amazement as you began focusing on different people and objects that caught your attention, but always seemed drawn to your dad and me. I was thrilled to see your first smile and to this day (and I suspect from here on out), that smile makes all the worries of the world disappear for a brief moment and is all that matters. It wasn’t long until you were putting anything and everything you could get your hands on in your mouth and having a hey day with all your toys. Little did I know the destruction a baby could create with a box of toys and a big room to spread them out in. And what a silly sweet personality you have. You love to scoot (or as we say “Row the boat”) all over the place and you have such charm when you tilt your head over to one side and flash the sweetest smile ever! Everyday I am so thankful that God blessed us with such a beautiful, happy and healthy baby. You have shown me a love I never knew, but wouldn’t trade for anything. I am humbled to know that God gives us a glimpse of His love for us through our relationship as parents, and I pray that one day soon you will understand His love and gift to you. Your father and I will always be there by your side to help you grow, learn and to support you. We love you so much sweet boy!

Love always and forever,

Mom and Dad