Bumps, Milk and Block Stew...

Oh, wow, it's been way too long since I've last posted! Sorry.
Luke's cruising and stood unassisted for two seconds today. I'm still in shock here over that. That boy is still a week away from being seven months old! He's also got a knack for gruesome self-inflicted injuries. He has more bumps and bruises... Just yesterday, he standing at the end of the hearth when he fell, bumping his head hard on the stone on his way down. We have a foam cushion on the edge of the hearth, but of course he missed that. He had one huge bump from that. The swelling's gone down now, but he's still got a colorful bruise.
Brendan is doing well. He's getting pretty good at drinking out of an open cup. At least until he decides that he's done and pours it out on the table without any warning. And then, "Oh wait! Maybe I wasn't done with that after all..." "Milk? Milk? Peesh?" (spoken and signed)
He's learned a few more signs and words lately and has finally begun to call me Mama. before this, I was simply known as "AhhhhhEEEEEEE!!!"
Yesterday, I was tidying up the kitchen and looked over to the dining room where the boys were playing. They were both sitting next to my Dutch oven, which was filled with blocks. While I watched Brendan folded his hands and prayed, Luke watched him very intently. As soon as Brendan said Amen they dug in, Mmmmm!!! What a tasty pot of Block Stew! So cute.