The End

As you've probably noticed, I won't be updating this blog anymore. I'm not going to delete it since it's really a scrapbook of the first 18 months of Caleb's life.

You can find updates on the family and other stuff at my other blog. Update your bookmarks!

He Can Count

Caleb can (sort of) count from 1 to 9...he skips from 2 to 5. :-) And sometimes when I ask him what comes after 6, he says, "green." Oh, well...not bad for 21 months old.

And just about the cutest thing Caleb says goes like this:

Caleb: want fruit nack
Me: You want a fruit snack?
Caleb: "ohhhhkaaaay," (like you were the one who brought it up in the first place!)

He usually says "please" and "thank you, mommy" but does have to be prompted most of the time.

He's a sweetie, for sure!

And, if you usually read this blog before my other one, I posted some pictures from our recent trip to San Antonio over there.

Cool Kid

Caleb and his "cool" glasses. When he puts them on he says either "cool" or "cute," which his Grandma taught him to say ("I cute" was actually what she taught him). Nevermind the fact that he totally doesn't match and he's wearing one of my shoes. :-)


And our little helper. Justin and I were cleaning out the office this weekend, shredding old files like crazy. Caleb thought he'd help out and dump the bag of shreddings on the floor. What would we do without him???

Talking Like Crazy

It's never a dull moment around our house! Caleb is constantly asking me to "go outside minute." (Can you tell that I always say, "In just a minute...") :-) He doesn't understand that it's like 147 degrees outside, it's incredibly humid, and his MOMMY IS PREGNANT! I'm thinking we need a swingset and a slide inside the house. It sure would make things easier this summer! :-)

On Friday, we had our 3rd swim class and Caleb did great. He didn't fuss or cry one single time. There was even smiling. :-) It was such a relief that he had fun. Now he asks all the time to go to the "wimmin poo." When mom and dad say "no" because it's raining (like yesterday), he wants to call one of his grandparents and ask them if he can go (I'm not sure how at 21 months old he knows to go to the reinforcements!). Yesterday he asked his Mimi over and over and over to go to the "wimmin poo." Besides the fact that she lives 1000 miles away and couldn't take him anyway, mommy and daddy had already said no. He wasn't very happy about that!

We seem to have gotten over the Elmo obsession and have moved on to trucks, trains, and airplanes. He is SUCH a little boy. We never have really tried to get him interested in anything in particular, we just see what he likes and go with it. Ever since our trip to Detroit where he flew on an airplane and saw a train for the first time, he can't get enough. Planes fly over our house regularly, and if he even hears one, he starts looking for it and saying, "hear o-plane."

And now that summer is here, he wants a "pop coo coo" (popsicle) about every 5 minutes. :-)

We're trying to keep Caleb in worship service with us as long as possible on Sundays. Yesterday he made it through the middle of communion and decided to go lie down in the aisle. It was time to go back to his class! I started toward him and he took off running to the front of the auditorium. I thought I was going to have to chase him on stage, but he stopped after a few pews! As we were going out the door he said, "bye bye" to everyone.

Look, An Update!

Caleb and I had our second mommy and me swim class today. Last week, he screamed his head off the ENTIRE time, but today it was only about 75% of the time. It's an improvement! I also found out why they instituted a double diaper policy (one disposable swim diaper under a reusable swim diaper) so the water is not contaminated by little baby poop.

Caleb's vocabulary is booming lately. He talks NON-STOP. Apparently he takes after his mother because my sister would be asleep before we even left the driveway and I would stay awake no matter how far away our destination and talk they WHOLE time. *sigh* We had to go to BabiesRUS earlier, and our drive there (about 20 minutes) went something like this:

Caleb: Mommy.Mommy.Mommy.Mommy.Mommy.Mommy.Mommy!
Me: What, Caleb?
Caleb: Balloon!
Me: You see a balloon?
Caleb: Right there.
Me: Okay

Caleb: Mommy.Mommy.Mommy.Mommy.Mommy.
Me: Yes, Caleb?
Caleb: choo choo train
Me: You see a choo choo train?
Caleb: Right there.
Me: Okay.
Caleb: Hold the choo choo train?
Me: No, you can't hold the choo choo train.

Caleb: Mommy.Mommy.Mommy.Mommy.
Me: (growing tired of hearing the word Mommy) what, Caleb?
Caleb: chuck! (translation: truck)
Me: You see the truck right there.
Caleb: Okay.
Caleb: Heavy truck.
Me: Yes, the truck is very heavy.
Caleb: Hold the truck?
Me: No, you can't hold the truck.

Caleb: Mommy.
Me: Yes, Caleb?
Caleb: Daddy home soon?
Me: (thinking, "Oh, I wish!") No, honey, Daddy's at work.
Caleb: Daddy at work. Mommy at work.
Me: Yes, Mommy's at work, too.
Caleb: Caleb at work.
Me: Okay. Caleb's at work, too.

And on and on and on. :-)

Yesterday, my sister called and told me she was on her way to get a pedicure and manicure before their vacation next week because Kurt was home watching Ava. It was 4:00 in the afternoon! I resisted telling her how envious I was because I wasn't expecting my husband home until 8:30 last night because of a teleconference with Singapore. These are the days I wish Justin was in sales because he is NEVER home at 4 in the afternoon unless he's sick. Oh, wait. He doesn't get sick. :-) Sis, you don't know how good you've got it!!

Tuesday Night Fever

Last night before I went to bed, I went in to check on Caleb. This is what I found:

In order for his shirt to actually do that, he had to have completely taken it off and tried to put it back on. Obviously, he missed the arm holes. We couldn't stop laughing and decided this definitely warranted a picture. I'm thinking graduation/wedding slide show. :-)

And here are some more pictures to make you all happy (i.e. my Mom).

Here's Poppa and Ava at our house a few weeks ago:


Poppa trying to wrangle Caleb into taking a picture, not so successfully!


Caleb wanting the camera. While I'm typing this he's saying, "Mommy. Mommy. Mommy. Hold this?" Which is probably exactly what he's saying in this picture:


And while we're on the subject of me actually updating this blog...I'm not sure I'm going to continue this one. It's hard enough trying to keep up with two blogs with one child to run after. Once the baby gets here, I'll have my hands full and I'll be lucky to even update my primary blog. And, yes, Mom, if I discontinue this one I'll still put pictures of Caleb and the baby on my other blog. Now stop calling to ask when the Easter pictures are going away! ;-)

Easter Pictures

Caleb at the petting zoo at Daddy's work Easter Egg Hunt:

Caleb was really upset that other kids had Elmo baskets and he did not, so he literally had Elmo on the brain that day:

His Grandma had an Elmo basket for him when he went to her house:

The snow. I couldn't believe it was so cold in Central Texas in April.

Bluebonnet Pics

Here are the pictures of Caleb in the bluebonnets. We just stopped on the side of the road on the way home from my parent's house. The next week it was snowing. Go figure!

What The BOY is doing...

Presently, trying to turn off the computer while I'm using it for the 3rd time in 24 hours. And, no, he hasn't learned the art of working the mouse and clicking on the "Start" menu for this process. He just walks right over to the CPU and pushes the little light. Fun times, I tell ya.

Just a while ago, he grabbed my shirt and wiped his nose with it. Lovely.

He LOVES sympathy, as witnessed by the fact that he still says, "knee hurt," even though he skinned his knee 2 weeks ago. I cut my knee shaving yesterday and it didn't take him long to notice and tell me, "knee hurt." Actually, yes it did!

His language is rapidly developing, which is a good thing. He never really stops talking. Most of the time we can understand what he's saying, but sometimes it's anybody's guess. I'm frequently called in to translate when others are around. :-)

He's learned to say "love you, (insert name)." It's precious. Except he very rarely says, "love you, mommy"...it's almost always, "love you, daddy." I'll say, "Caleb, can you say love you mommy?" "Love you, daddy" is the response. Little stinker.

I would post pictures of Caleb in the bluebonnets, but someone has run off with the cord to connect my camera to the computer. Hmmm...wonder who that could be. He's just keeping y'all in suspense.

Check-Up

Caleb had his 18-month check-up today. He is doing great! He hasn't had any asthma episodes for a couple of months now, so we are able to stop his treatments for now. When he gets a cold again, we'll watch and see how his body responds.

He's finally in the 20% on weight. He's been in the 10% for quite some time now. The kid eats all the time, but he's extremely active, so I guess he burns it all off. :-) He weighs 23.4 pounds and is 32 1/2" tall.

Caleb's vocabulary is very good for his age. He's starting to put together two and three word phrases, like "bye bye Daddy (and anyone else)," "apple juice," and "mommy shoe."

He got an Elmo sticker while we were at the doctor's office, so he was happy! He said, "Melmo keeker" all the way home, mostly because he kept dropping it and wanting me to find it.

I need to ask my mother-in-law about Justin's behavior when he was this age. My family is blaming me for all of Caleb's antics (climbing on everything, talking non-stop, having a temper), so I need to find out if his daddy was a stinker, too. :-)