Thought I'd share some of Caleb's funnier moments from the last month.
Whenever Caleb sees (or hears) a diesel truck, "Mommy, that truck says 'higga higga.'"
Caleb: Mommy, I playing wif my scunruction site.
Me: Caleb, it's con - struc - tion.
Caleb: No, mommy, scun - ruc - tion
...I hope the scunruction (construction) trucks (that say, "higga higga") don't ever get into an axkident (accident).
This is what Caleb wound up wearing to the store on Friday.
Trust me, it really wasn't worth the battle.
Showing posts with label Caleb. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Caleb. Show all posts
Monday, June 01, 2009
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Cuddles
Part of Caleb's routine for bed includes "cuddles." Mark generally gets to go first while I nurse Ainsley and put her down to sleep, then I go in for my turn.
Me: "Can I get some Caleb cuddles?"
Caleb: "Sure!"
*a moments pause*
Caleb: "After Caleb cuddles, can I get some Mommy cuddles?"
Can't turn that down!
Me: "Can I get some Caleb cuddles?"
Caleb: "Sure!"
*a moments pause*
Caleb: "After Caleb cuddles, can I get some Mommy cuddles?"
Can't turn that down!
Friday, April 03, 2009
Buggle Gum, Buggle Gum
Caleb chose to read "Buggle Gum, Buggle Gum" (Bubble Gum, Bubble Gum, by Lisa Wheeler) before his nap yesterday. It starts out like this,"Bubble gum, Bubble gum
Chewy - gooey bubble gum
Icky - sticky bubble gum
melting in the road.
Along comes a toad.
A fine, fat toad.
A fine, fat, wild - SPLAT - wart-backed toad.
Ew! Yuck! The toad got stuck!
Sticky toad, sticky toad,
Bumpy-icky-sticky toad,
Lumpy, grumpy, sticky toad
Sitting in the goo.
Along comes a shrew...a goose...a bee...a crow...
(and) a truck...
A big, blue truck,
A big, blue
- COMIN' THROUGH!-
Honk-Honk truck!"
In order to avoid being hit by this truck, the animals chew the gum and blow a big bubble that,
"Floats them toward the sky as the truck zooms by"
Caleb's comment?
"It's a good thing they moved the buggle gum so the truck didn't get stuck!"
Yes indeed.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Caleb's birthday card from his cousin, Cason
Monday, March 16, 2009
Three years old!
Caleb turned three last Thursday (sorry, not so on the ball with the blog lately). When asked what he wanted to do that afternoon, he chose to help Mommy make his birthday cake.
His favorite gift was his tricycle and helmet. Because we wouldn't let him sleep with his trike, he settled for sleeping with his helmet (sorry, no pictures of sleeping with helmet -- I really, really didn't want to wake him).
When asked what kind of birthday cake he wanted, he only responded, "green." So I tried to get creative (probably won't try that again -- it's a turtle, for those of you who can't tell -- probably more of you than I'd like to admit). He was happy to have a cake so that he could blow out the candles, but that's about as far as it went (he took a giant lick of the frosting and ate about 2 bites of the cake).
He's had a big year. In June, he switched to his big boy bed, and then broke his arm after crawling into his crib and falling out. In July, he moved to Boppa and Diya's house, and watched his Uncle Mo leave on a mission. In August he moved into our new house. In September, he welcomed his little sister. And two weeks before his birthday, he managed potty training. Way to go, kid!
At three, Caleb loves cars, oatmeal, peppermint patties, cuddles, helping Daddy, and his little sister. He is very sweet, considerate, and hilarious!
His favorite gift was his tricycle and helmet. Because we wouldn't let him sleep with his trike, he settled for sleeping with his helmet (sorry, no pictures of sleeping with helmet -- I really, really didn't want to wake him).
At three, Caleb loves cars, oatmeal, peppermint patties, cuddles, helping Daddy, and his little sister. He is very sweet, considerate, and hilarious!
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Upon further consideration...
Caleb and I were dancing tonight. Our dance routine typically consists of me holding him and jumping up and down (more on that later). Tonight, Caleb decided to try sucking this thumb while we danced to Bon Jovi.
Me: Don't bite your thumb...and don't put beans up your nose.
*a full minute of silence goes by*
Caleb: Okay. I won't.
Me: What?
Caleb: I won't put beans up my nose.
Me: Oh, good. Good to hear.
*another minute of silence goes by*
Caleb: The Lorax has beans up his nose.
Me: What?
The line is, "and it sounds as if [The Lorax] had smallish bees up his nose."
mw
Me: Don't bite your thumb...and don't put beans up your nose.
*a full minute of silence goes by*
Caleb: Okay. I won't.
Me: What?
Caleb: I won't put beans up my nose.
Me: Oh, good. Good to hear.
*another minute of silence goes by*
Caleb: The Lorax has beans up his nose.
Me: What?
The line is, "and it sounds as if [The Lorax] had smallish bees up his nose."
mw
My point, exactly
Caleb walked in on me tonight while I was using the restroom.
Caleb: Daddy, are you using the potty?
Me: I am. We still have some work to do in teaching you about social boundaries, don't we?
Caleb: Boundaries? What are boundaries?
mw
Caleb: Daddy, are you using the potty?
Me: I am. We still have some work to do in teaching you about social boundaries, don't we?
Caleb: Boundaries? What are boundaries?
mw
Friday, February 27, 2009
It was always broccoli for me
Caleb: I want a cookie.
Neesha: You can have a cookie after you eat your pizza.
In our defense, we realize how bad this sounds [is].
mw
Neesha: You can have a cookie after you eat your pizza.
In our defense, we realize how bad this sounds [is].
mw
Monday, February 23, 2009
Silly question, silly answer.
Me: If you were a ballpark, what would your name be?
Caleb: I would be Fillmore.
How on topic was your Family Home Evening?
mw
Caleb: I would be Fillmore.
How on topic was your Family Home Evening?
mw
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Leo Kottke he is not, but neither am I
Tonight we had one of those random, wonderful moments that you try to hold on to because, despite how silly you know it was, it was great and you know it will never happen again. It’s the kind of thing that can only happen when your son is at a certain age. He's young enough to think playing with daddy while mommy is gone is cool, uninhibited enough to try new things without being self-conscious, and old enough to learn how to play air guitar.
mw
mw
Friday, February 06, 2009
Crusts
In an attempt to not waste food, my grandpa used to tell me that eating my crusts would make my hair shiny (I usually preferred to go without shiny hair). I've never known a child who did like to eat the crusts of a sandwich.
I'm all about not wasting food (now that I'm a responsible grown up and now that I do eat my crusts -- even though it appears to have had no effect on my hair), so what do I do with my little boy who eats ONLY his crusts?
I'm all about not wasting food (now that I'm a responsible grown up and now that I do eat my crusts -- even though it appears to have had no effect on my hair), so what do I do with my little boy who eats ONLY his crusts?
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Only his not-quite-three-year-old cuteness saves him
While getting ready to go to the Ute basketball game this afternoon:
Me: Caleb, grab your shoes.
The Boy: blah, blah, blah, blah...
Me: Caleb, we need to put on your shoes.
The Boy: blah, blah, blah, blah...
Me: Your shoes, son. So we can go to the game.
The Boy: blah, blah, blah, blah...
Me: Caleb...
The Boy: Lady, I don't got no socks.
mw
Me: Caleb, grab your shoes.
The Boy: blah, blah, blah, blah...
Me: Caleb, we need to put on your shoes.
The Boy: blah, blah, blah, blah...
Me: Your shoes, son. So we can go to the game.
The Boy: blah, blah, blah, blah...
Me: Caleb...
The Boy: Lady, I don't got no socks.
mw
Friday, January 30, 2009
For those who have lost their manual...
While eating his oatmeal...
Caleb: Yawns and stretches are for naps and nuh-night. First you yawn, and then you stretch. Yep. That's what you do with yawns and stretches.
Caleb: Yawns and stretches are for naps and nuh-night. First you yawn, and then you stretch. Yep. That's what you do with yawns and stretches.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Name that word
Every kid has funny ways of saying certain words and Caleb is no exception. As his parents, Mark and I generally know what he's talking about (but it certainly takes time to figure them out). These are some of our favorites. Any guesses?
Yourgut
Cramia
Pecuter
Hamberder
Yourgut
Cramia
Pecuter
Hamberder
Say what?
Upon finishing his breakfast...
Caleb: My hungries are down.
Me: Your hungries are down?
Caleb: Yup, my hungries are down, but my thirsties are up!
*Gets a drink of water*
Caleb: Now my hungries and my thirsties are down!
Caleb: My hungries are down.
Me: Your hungries are down?
Caleb: Yup, my hungries are down, but my thirsties are up!
*Gets a drink of water*
Caleb: Now my hungries and my thirsties are down!
Tuesday, January 06, 2009
'Twas the Sunday before Christmas...
Caleb: Those are my presents.
Me: Yes, those presents are yours.
Caleb: I get to open them.
Me: Yes, you can open them on Christmas morning.
Caleb: I take the paper off, and that's how I see what's inside them.
Me: Yep.
Caleb: And that's when the cars come out!
I feel bad he was pointing at a children's digital camera at the time.
mw
Me: Yes, those presents are yours.
Caleb: I get to open them.
Me: Yes, you can open them on Christmas morning.
Caleb: I take the paper off, and that's how I see what's inside them.
Me: Yep.
Caleb: And that's when the cars come out!
I feel bad he was pointing at a children's digital camera at the time.
mw
Sunday, December 07, 2008
Eeeeewwwww!
While dancing with The Little Miss in the family room, her pacifier fell to the floor. Immediately, The Boy darted over and picked it up. I thought this a very sweet gesture from a kind and caring older brother...until he ran laughing into the laundry room. I ran after him in an attempt to catch him before he did whatever he was going to do (I know that laugh, and it never bodes well), and rounded the corner just in time to see him raise the lid to his potty (he has shown some signs of being ready for potty training and we started to try it out before we realized that potty training during the Holidays was a bad idea) and throw it in.
I don't think any amount of sanitizing will let me put this back in The Girl's mouth.
mw
mw
Tuesday, December 02, 2008
That joke kills at my house
Caleb: What comes after 12?
Mark: What?
Caleb: Clock! *laughs uproariously*
mw
Mark: What?
Caleb: Clock! *laughs uproariously*
mw
Monday, November 24, 2008
FHE: Thanksgiving
Tonight's Family Home Evening lesson was on Thanksgiving. Anyone want to guess which of the below were Caleb's?
Family
New job
Cars
Scriptures
Repentance
White car
Holidays
Health
Balloon
Good kids
Education
Blanky
Sleep
Five interceptions
Spike
Hot baths
Atonement
Teddy Bear
President Monson
Service
Grandma and Grandpa
Enough to eat
Music
Boppa and Diyah
Good books
Ability to work
More cars
m&n (+ Caleb)
New job
Cars
Scriptures
Repentance
White car
Holidays
Health
Balloon
Good kids
Education
Blanky
Sleep
Five interceptions
Spike
Hot baths
Atonement
Teddy Bear
President Monson
Service
Grandma and Grandpa
Enough to eat
Music
Boppa and Diyah
Good books
Ability to work
More cars
m&n (+ Caleb)
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