Cousins

If someone sends me a picture of my nephews, Luke, and their second cousin all dressed up for Halloween and lined up on the couch, I'll have to post it. They all sat fairly well, considering they are 8 months, 12 months, 20 months, and 3.5 years old. A dinosaur, fireman, spider, and Spiderman, respectively. It was too too cute.

Obviously, we spent last night at my brother and sister in laws house. Luke again got to play with his older cousins, which he just adores. The three year old was in Luke's face all through dinner - during which my picky, no table food eating baby chowed down on chicken. Which he has out and out refused before.

The 1 year old, obviously the closest to Luke in age (Really! Let me explain it to you... ), was pretty wary about this younger baby hanging around. He's used to playing with older kids, and just looked as though he didn't trust Luke for a second. No doubt because Luke was checking out all his toys.

They crawled and toddled and cried and played and ate. Luke passed out on the way home and went right to bed with minimal fuss.

But he still woke up at 4 AM. I hate the Daylight Savings Time.