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Luke is cute

Yesterday morning, while eating cheerios and sitting in his Grandpa J's lap, Luke reached up and tried to feed some cheerios to his grandpa. I then learned that Luke had been trying to feed green beans to Grandpa yesterday, while Grandpa was taking the ends off the beans and letting Luke teethe on the uncooked beans.

Today we went to the pool. It is a "zero depth entry" pool, which means that the water starts out at zero feet and gradually gets deeper. (I'm really not finding words to explain this well: the pool is more or less the shape of a triangular prism, if that helps... =)What that means for us is that Luke can crawl around in the shallow end, going into and out of the pool. He was pretty convinced that if he just kept crawling deeper and deeper he'd be able to get out to where the big kids are. He got a few facefuls of water, which didn't seem to deter him any.

There was another 9 month old crawling around in the shallow end. Since other babies' toys are intrinsically more interesting than one's own, Luke played with his water toys and the other boy played with Luke's toy. We looked away from the two of them and when we looked up, they had crawled toward each other and were putting their mouths on each other's mouth. I'm not sure if they were trying to give big, open mouthed kisses, or if they were trying to chew on each other either for teething purposes (the other boy was also in the process of getting his top teeth) or just to taste (hmm, this looks interesting, wonder what it tastes like). The other mother kept apologizing, but really, it was one of the cutest things I've ever seen. Now that I think about it, I never apologized to her, perhaps she wanted me to. Ahh, well, too late now.

Eleanor and Amanda are cute, too, of course. Really, though, Luke is off the charts as far as cuteness goes, right now.

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