Todd's Tatler

Christmas Eve was nice with Aunt Pat and Uncle Jim's crew...Caleb even got a panda bear! We were so proud when he hugged the bear, then gave his aunt and uncle a hug right away. When we got home, we threw the reindeer feed (oats with green colored sugar) on the lawn (and front porch and stairs and my hair...we've got to work on his aim). Here is an excited Caleb just before we went outside:
Since out bedtime routine kept Caleb up until almost 9pm, he was generous enough to sleep in until almost 9AM! THAT was a nice present...and probably the last time it will happen too.

And this Christmas, I realized something...

I LOVE being on the parents' side of Christmas morning! Mom and Dad always told us that the work was worth it when they saw how much fun we all had...and NOW I get it.

And by snow day, I mean a day for snow (poor kids around here still had to go to school even though a lot of the buses didn't come to pick them up).

The snow was too deep for Caleb to walk through, so he crawled around the front yard. It was fun...until he got snow in his face.

After soaking his mittens in a mud puddle on the sidewalk, Caleb decided it was time to go back indoors with Dad. It took almost 10 minutes to get bundled up...for about 5 minutes worth of playtime. Was it worth it? OH Yeah! :)

I think every mother of a boy has some story about her son taking apart things. Mine starts with giving Caleb the mini RC car to push around while I finished washing dishes. Oops.

Todd pulls his trumpet out about once a year. Caleb's second encounter:

We flew to Wisconsin, drove to Michigan, drove back to Wisconsin, then flew home. Phew! Everybody has colds now (sorry guys...but you asked for Caleb's kisses!), but we're otherwise no worse for the wear. Here are some highlights:

While Caleb was standing up against the glass, a swordfish came swooping toward him. Caleb stepped back, pointed at the fish and yelled "NO!" As if he were reprimanding a dog!




Great-Nana really knows how to connect with little guys still :) When we were driving away for the long trip back to WI, Caleb waved at her and said "Hi Nana!" This is Caleb watching George of the Jungle with my youngest cousin Will.

Caleb was fed up with his overalls. As I helped him out of them, he yelled "fweeeweeedee!" (which means free...he likes to add extra syllables to words right now). He then proceeded to dance with his favorite bucket to Alvin and the Chipmunks music.

I'm not the most creative of individuals. However, every now and then I get a crafty urge. About 10-15 minutes into the project I start remembering why I don't usually do crafts. But this time, I'm kind of proud I stuck it out.