Lucas is such a great kid. I know I am biased when I say this, but this weekend I was so proud of my boy and everyone who has helped to raise Lucas.
On Saturday he went to Heritage Park with Grandma and Pop and they raved about what a good boy he was. Said he listened, held hands when he was suppose to, ate well, knew his limits of rides he could go on and most importantly made them laugh. That evening we went to a birthday party and he continued to listen, played with the kids, took off his shoes when he went inside, had great manners. He went to bed well that night.
Today we went and helped Darryl at the old house rebuild the deck and put sod down where the old deck was and Lucas really "helped". I thought I would have to entertain him but he raked and shoveled with me. He watched Darryl put screws in with his drill and Lucas tried to bang nails in with his toy hammer. He helped Darryl to measure and wore a tool belt just like his daddy. Even tonight and Grandma and Pop had to go home, he was said, but didn't throw a fit.
So all of you who helped with Lucas, give yourself a pat on the back, I'm giving myself one too. (hopefully I haven't jinxed myself for the week =)