"Five....Five...Five"

Luke was a champ today spending most of it in the car while I drove to Ft. Walton to get my car checked (turns out there was nothing wrong and it was more or less a waste of time- but thats another story). So on the way home we stopped at a really great park on the beach side of town for a chance to get out and play.
Anyway, also at the park was a group of young boys, maybe 10 years old, and one of them very nicely asked Luke for a "High Five". Luke will happily give almost anyone who asks a high five, and thanks to Grandpa he has even mastered what every boy should know- "nugs" aka nuckles or pounds. It's one of the cutest things to see- such a little fist pounding it out. So, after one invitation for a high five from the boy, Luke continued to play a little and then makes his way back to the group of boys, stands there like he was part of the gang, and then HE asks for a high five. He held up his little hand and said 'Five?'
He has always been a friendly guy and curious, but it was so cool to see him be social with the big kids. The boys were great too, offering their fives each time Luke asked- which turned out to be quite a bit. It went something like this: high fives all around, circle the playground, climb a set of steps, walk a ramp to one of the slides, speed down, find the boys, 'Five....Five...Five', and repeat. So fun!