The Doctor

I'm not talking about our family doctor, I'm talking about THE Doctor. Luke seems to have developed an obsession with Doctor Who. Hubby seems to share this obsession and the two of them seem to bond over the show. While I find it interesting, I don't find it nearly as interesting as they do.

Luke Crawls video!

As promised, here's the kiddo crawling. Please ignore my ridiculous voice in the background. Needless to say, I was excited.

So I feel silly...

Did you know that you can upload videos and photos directly from your smart phone onto photobucket, flickr, and youtube? Yes? Well I didn't.

I've been stressing over how to get videos off of my SD card, but my computer keeps saying I have to reformat. I was messing around on my phone and figured out how to link it to one of my youtube accounts! I feel so silly for not figuring this out earlier. I've had the phone for almost 2 years now.

Anyways, videos to come.

Feet

My feet are huge and generally not well taken care of. I know this does not come as a shock to many of the moms out there since it takes time to care for such things. Who the heck has the time? Not me.

Hubby decided to pay for a pedicure for me as a late Valentine's Day gift so I went and got it today. I haven't had one in almost 10 years! It felt awkward but nice to have my feet pampered, but they still weren't able to take off all of the callouses. I may have to learn how to do it at home.

It was nice to do something for me for once.

Happy Valentine's Day!

We're over here celebrating Luke's first Valentine's Day outside of the womb and having a ol' snuggle fest. He got his very own phone, though I'm sure he'll continue to steal Mommy's when he gets the chance.

Happy Valentine's Day y'all!

Hurt Feelings

On the one hand, I've been thoroughly enjoying my son being as mommy centric as he has been these past few months. On the other hand, I hate seeing how hurt my husband is when Luke pushes him away to get to me.

Yesterday was particularly bad. Whenever hubby would hold Luke, snuggle Luke, give him kisses, etc., Luke would push him away and look for me. The only touching thing he did was fall asleep on daddy's chest when he needed a nap. I try teaching Luke "dada," I get all excited for dad when he comes home, I do whatever I can, but he stays fixated on me.

I get the feeling that this heartache will continue for some time.

Da Da

Luke says Mama pretty regularly, "baba" for bottle, "yayayaya" over and over and other sounds strung together, but he still refuses to say "dada."

I've been working with him on the "d" sound for several months now. Either he refuses to make it or he just can't comprehend yet. He learned the "p" sound yesterday, which was cool, but since we don't refer to hubby as "Papa," it does no good for morale.

If anyone out there in Internet Land has any suggestions, I'd be very open to them.