My name is Luke

Sweet music to my ears was the utterance our Luke said to us last night.

It began when I tried a new theory last night, to get him to do something that I asked. I really wasn't expecting much, but it was worth a try.

We were sitting in his bed, as we were preparing for bed time, and he has his barn, two tractors and his truck sitting there. He was playing with them rather joyfully. I decided to pick up his truck. He tried to reach for it out of my hand, but I asked him a question first before I would give it back to him. I asked, "What is your name?" And Luke says, "My name is Luke."

The response "Luke" would have been satisfactory to me, as he has never answered that question before. But, for him to come back with a full sentence, wow, it was sweet music to our ears!