Luke has officially been invited to his first ever birthday party. It's for one of his daycare classmates, a little girl he evidently likes because whenever I mention her name he gets a big smile on his face and starts gabbing away incomprehensibly. It's beyond cute. I'm oddly anxious about going to the party, though, since I don't know any of the other daycare moms beyond a quick smile we sometimes exchange during the craziness of dropoffs and pickups.
In other news, Luke's recently become quite a fan of the Sesame Street puppets we found for him, and he now refuses to do anything some days unless he can have both "Bidda Bird" and "Grober" on his hands.