Oh my Lucas. Sometimes his sweet thoughtfulness catches me off guard. Like the other day. Krysta had a big gash on her ankle. She had falled off of her mountain bike. Lucas had just gotten a box of cars band aids. He noticed her cut. Went and got his band aids. And with out asking, out these on her.

He was so tired after his bath the other night, he just passed out on his wet hair. It dried all stuck up.

I was playing a game on my phone, and he crawled up onto my lap, and insisted we take a picture.

Then the other morning, he came into my room, laid down in our blanket basket, which is strictly forbidden. But he just lay there singing to himself.

It was too cute too stop.