

This is him saying "Don't take pictures."

Anyways, I have a couple of funny stories to share with you:
1) We had a little get-together for the Super Bowl. Luke was enjoying the fun, being the life of the party. But then he went to bed before the game was over, so he said good night to everyone. Normally, when we wakes up in the morning, he yells "Mommy" or "Daddy" until one of us goes in there to get him. The morning after the Super Bowl party, I was downstairs getting his lunch ready. I could hear him yelling, but I couldn't make out what he was saying. As I got to the top of the stairs, I realized he was screaming for "Tim and Jennifer".
2) The other night we were sitting at the dinner table and he pooted. I told him to say "Excuse Me." He said "I burped." No, darling, that's not a burp. He said "Uh-huh. I burped in my diaper." I couldn't help but laugh!