Luke

Man I love this little boy, but he sure does try my patience. Last week was one of those weeks and I'm sure glad that it is over.  Luke loves to get into things especially if he knows I am doing something else.  Water running, blinds pulled out of windows, water all over the kitchen, cereal spilled, trying to get outside to run away, unrolling all the wrapping paper (you know the Costco size) and to cap off the week, a very naughty thing.  Last Friday, the very long, long day well to cap the long evening off we had already promised to watch our friends 2 kids and our neighbors ended up coming over for dinner (Sam was an absolute saint, he made dinner for all 12 of us and even cleaned it because I was tired all I did was sit on the couch).  Anyway, Luke, Abby and Gage go downstairs.  Up until this point they had been really good, Gage and Luke get very destructive when they are together.  I hear a toilet lid go up and figure they are up to no good.  As I head downstairs I hear jars breaking.  I was absolutely LIVID!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  I don't think Sam has even heard me so angry.  Abby and Luke were taking my canned pears off the shelf and throwing them on the cement floor.  I lost it and spanked both of them, put them in the family room, all the time saying "NO, NO, NO!! "  Of course after the yelling Sam and Abby's mom came rushing down the stairs to see what the heck was going on.  I promptly took Luke to his room and locked him in.  One of those times that to be a good mom he had to go to his room for awhile.  We got everything cleaned up and then I went and talked to him.  He knew he had done a bad thing and told me he would never throw mommy's jars again.  By that time I had had enough and thanks to Sam again, he put all the kids to bed and I read my book the rest of the night.  Thank heavens that I love this little boy so much because otheriwse he would be up for sale!!!!!