Two Weeks of Luke!

Luke, Lukey, Luker, Luke Dukerson . . . This little boy is quickly acquiring a host of nicknames. I know they won't all stick, but he's tryin' them all on for size. My boy, like most newborns, has his night and day a little confused. He's no longer got the dry, shriveled raisin hands and feet that come with the first week of life. I guess that means he's plumping up and adapting to life outside of his womb-room. Yea! I've decided he's got the most hair of any of my babies and I'm hoping it doesn't all get rubbed off. Based on the glimpses we get of his sweet little eyes, it looks like we'll have yet another blue-eyed peanut. His brother and sisters are awesome helpers and we are quickly settling into what it means to be a family of 6.