Todd's Tatler

Snowy day 1: Todd was a little disgruntled when leaving work Friday morning. He took this picture with his phone, just to make sure I knew he was exaggerating...(it's 6 inches of snow on top of the car).

One problem with renting, rather than owning your home, is that you don't feel the need to actually own tools...

Well, we were having a big problem with heating Caleb's room. The caulk around the window swamp cooler (a permanent fixture) had disintegrated. Consequently, cold air was constantly blowing in despite our duck tape and cardboard.

I went to a hardware store and bought a big tube of caulking. However, I didn't realize you had to have a caulking gun for the big tube to work...so trusty Todd made do with what was around the apartment. (I guess a trip back to the hardware store just wasn't worth it...?)


Please notice that he is pushing the caulk out of the tube with one of my vacuum extensions. And he stuck one of Caleb's large books under his shirt to push the tube against. This lovely solution resulted in a nice hole in his shirt.

Last Thursday while walking down a frozen foods isle in Macey's...

Caleb (hiding in the car-cart calmly chanting):"Hi baby. Hey baby."

Me: "Hey baby."

3 random men perusing the ice cream selection look up.

Me (suddenly walking quickly): "Caleb, what comes after 1?"

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: