I’d been calling Luke “Lukey” for a few days when I stopped to ask Pat if he was OK with it. He told me that no, he preferred I didn’t. And yet I still call him that. Now because it just naturally flows out. Then it dawned on me, I carried the kid in me for 9 months. I’ll call him whatever I want! As long as it isn’t negative or insulting.
We’ll talk about Lucas Mucus (what TK calls him thanks to mucinex) and Lucas Pukas (my mom in horror of possible school yard nick names) later….