I've found myself using his first and middle name together more often recently for some reason. Stockton Luke. Has a nice ring to it.
He loves climbing up slides with his socks off and then sliding down on his tummy as soon as he reaches the top. He could eat mac and cheese every meal, every day. He still loves his bottle but tolerates a sippy cup, especially with warmed milk (which Natalie has started asking for at bedtime so she can "be like stockty," which is super cute.) He hardly ever complains, unless you're not feeding him fast enough. He adores his blankie and going through the DVD drawer. Natalie thinks it's hilarious when we call him "Stockton the Destroyer," even though she is easily wayyy more destructive than him. He still sleeps well and doesn't mind being in the car. He split his lip outside earlier today and only cried for a minute or two, then calmed right down with blankie and mommy snuggles (I felt like I needed blankie and mommy snuggles, I thought he was going to have to get stitches but he's totally fine.)
He still loves jumping on our bed and giving so many kisses. I hope he always stays so soft and friendly and happy. I think he has his daddy's silly and dry sense of humor. He loves to fake laugh along with us which always makes us laugh harder. I am so glad this wonderful boy is in our family!!