I heard the melody from a harmonica as Sam left this morning. . . Our little Luke has taken a shine to Jack's harmonica (after finding it on Jack's nightstand), and has spent the past few days playing it at odd intervals. . .smiling after he plays each little toddler tune, blowing as hard as he can. . .
And then quiet. . .
And then Jack arose (he hasn't yet figured out the fine art of sleeping in on your day off from school yet. . .) for morning Legos and pancakes.
I tiptoed upstairs and peeked into his doorway. . .
A cwue, a cwue!
A cwue on birdies.
We need handy dandy notebook.
So cute. He's loving the Blues Clues right now. Searching the house for little pawprints that he has hidden and putting them in his little notebook.
He spent an hour in his bed. . .listening to his birdies. . . playing the harmonica. . .and discovering clues (except for the little one on his back, too cute).
A slow morning for little Luke. . . Waking up his way. . .