tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65917522511386711272011-07-30T18:28:43.566-07:00Graciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04542775331171868840noreply@blogger.comBlogger821100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-3078080023553214552010-02-14T21:52:00.000-08:002010-02-14T21:54:45.945-08:00

Graciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04542775331171868840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-70882132053827248322010-02-14T21:39:00.000-08:002010-02-14T21:51:37.847-08:00

Wow, it's been a year since I've posted anything. That makes my heart sink. I can't believe I haven't kept up. So much has happened this year. I got a full time job - hence not being able to keep up with my blog. Around this time last year Caleb had his tonsils & adenoids removed and PET in. That was quite stressful! I actually did journal about that on paper and when I find it, I'll add

Graciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04542775331171868840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-2769262195210285912009-02-13T20:42:00.001-08:002009-02-13T20:50:58.710-08:00

Jason bought Caleb some "Cars" Valentine's cards to give away at school. They came with little rub-on tattoos. I let Caleb sample one and put "Mater" on his hand. He thought it was really cool until he tried to take it off and it was "stuck". He said "it's a mess! it's a mess!" as he tried to pinch the tattoo off his skin. After realizing it wasn't coming off, he decided he wanted "race car" on

Graciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04542775331171868840noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-2764836531170286832009-02-12T16:09:00.000-08:002009-02-12T16:24:58.389-08:00

I took Caleb for ice cream after school today. My favorite place for ice cream is a place called Sheridans. They have the most wonderful Snickers concrete that I really didn't need. They also give free kids cones to kids under 3. I got our ice cream and started helping Caleb with his ice cream cone. It was the first time he has ever had one. I tried to get him to wear a bib but he promptly

Graciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04542775331171868840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-31707554055493797722009-02-10T15:34:00.001-08:002009-02-11T04:24:45.229-08:00

Poor Caleb.....While we were running yesterday, we heard a very loud motor coming our way. "What's that?" Caleb asked. "I think it's a motorcycle," I responded. Wrong. It was an oil dripping, air polluting, noise machine headed toward us (don't worry...we were on the sidewalk). I stopped for a minute, thinking the car would pass on by and we wouldn't have to breathe the fumes or hear the blast of

Graciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04542775331171868840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-34685444248621155042009-02-08T16:55:00.001-08:002009-02-08T16:59:59.797-08:00

We had such a fun time in the park today with our friends Jan, Caleb, Emily, Ellie, and Ensley. I'm so mad at myself for not taking pictures. It was a beautiful day and it was so fun to just play. Caleb had a great time running around at the playground while we played football, which, apparently I'm no good at. Oh well. We went home after church to change and grab some lunch and the whole

Graciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04542775331171868840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-39958089048554679072009-02-07T16:49:00.000-08:002009-02-08T16:55:05.335-08:00

Jason was make a left turn at a green light and traffic in the lane he was entering was backed up so far that the tail of the car was blocking the intersection. At first he didn't realize he was going to have to stop because the turn lane to the right of us was flowing just fine. I calmly said "whoa, Jason, you gotta stop". Ok, maybe I said it more like "WHOA JASON!! STOP!". Caleb yelled out

Graciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04542775331171868840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-24169615565597424952009-02-04T17:00:00.000-08:002009-02-08T17:04:05.101-08:00

I started a new job today and I LOVE it!! The only thing I don't love is taking Caleb to daycare. He didn't want to go, either and it broke my heart. Of course, when I went to pick him up he was having a wonderful time and didn't want to leave. Ms. Janna and Ms. Carrol are his teachers. Ms. Carrol is also his Sunday school teacher but he doesn't know her very well yet because she is there at

Graciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04542775331171868840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-54829436155361516862009-02-01T19:46:00.000-08:002009-02-01T19:52:37.641-08:00

Jason: No, Caleb, your apple does not go in my drink!Caleb: It's swimmin'Jason: What?Caleb: It's takin' a bath.I introduced Caleb to play-doh tonight so Jason could watch the superbowl without hearing "Cars! Wanna watch Cars!" a million times. The play-doh came in a big bucket complete with little tools and shapes. We played a while with the play-doh and Caleb had a good time with it but

Graciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04542775331171868840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-71281986909730448352009-01-27T21:26:00.000-08:002009-01-27T21:29:24.717-08:00

Caleb: "I poop fish, mama."Me: "No Caleb, you just dropped your goldfish cracker in the potty."Caleb: "I pee pee fish, mama."Me: "No Caleb, you just dropped your goldfish cracker in the potty."Caleb: "I pee pee snacks?"

Graciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04542775331171868840noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-467770064448864952009-01-26T14:52:00.000-08:002009-01-26T15:06:54.982-08:00

I wonder....Why are "mothers day out" days so short and cold, wintry days in doors with a toddler last so long?If the people at Costco bought my "I need to find his mom and give him back" story when Caleb threw a tantrum.What is the fascination with leaves and why does Caleb have to mulch every one he sees.Why will Caleb readily drink his bath water but won't touch a sippy cup with cold, icy

Graciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04542775331171868840noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-76596024837356203612009-01-22T14:35:00.000-08:002009-01-26T15:08:16.440-08:00

Reasons why Caleb doesn't make the best running partner:1. He wants to go "that way...that way!!". Unfortunately, "that way" is not the way home and I'm usually not wanting to run the extra mile.2. I'm pushing 30+ pounds plus my extra 10 pounds. Oh, and those extra 30 pounds sometimes starts bucking when we don't go "that way!".3. He waits until I'm huffing and puffing to start a

Graciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04542775331171868840noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-57414654398374611912009-01-07T22:38:00.000-08:002009-01-07T22:44:05.374-08:00

Jason put Caleb to bed last night and around midnight heard Caleb saying "Gross!....Gross!". Jason heard him on the monitor and went to check on him. Caleb held his finger up and said "gross!". Jason finally realized he had a booger on his finger, wiped it off, and Caleb went back to sleep.

Graciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04542775331171868840noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-67443667867894369482009-01-07T18:28:00.001-08:002009-01-07T18:28:54.301-08:00

Ok...I think I've caught December up. I'll be working on November next....someday Caleb will appreciate this, won't he??

Graciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04542775331171868840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-79884959098893274142009-01-07T17:55:00.001-08:002009-01-07T18:11:36.827-08:00

Caleb went running with me on the track at the gym today and he ran 1/4 mile. Well, ok, he ran/walked 1/4 mile...but mostly ran. I will have a running buddy someday!! We also played basketball together at the gym. I won 2-0. I think I'm going to share some of my New Years resolutions on this blog. Maybe that will motivate me to actually follow through with them. So here it goes....1.

Graciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04542775331171868840noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-66751959327155883202008-12-21T07:02:00.000-08:002008-12-21T07:03:39.647-08:00

I’m so frustrated with myself for neglecting this blog for so long. I just seem to get so busy for a few days which turns into a few weeks and then all of a sudden a month or two (or three) passes. By that time, the thought of catching up seems so intimidating and overwhelming that I just put it off another day. So here I am on an early Sunday morning with Jason and Caleb still asleep and I’m

Graciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04542775331171868840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-72535980861476860862008-12-20T19:03:00.000-08:002008-12-21T07:25:09.252-08:00

Merry Christmas!! Santa came last night!!! Now I realize that it isn’t Dec 25, but we had a deal with Santa. We would get ready for him to come early so that Caleb could open his presents at home and we wouldn’t have to worry with finding extra space in the car on the way back from middle TN. We put the tree up before Thanksgiving, all of our presents are wrapped, and I managed to get the

Graciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04542775331171868840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-37518192072989799512008-12-19T18:22:00.000-08:002009-01-07T18:27:21.776-08:00

We went to see Santa at Wolfchase Mall today. Caleb ran straight to him, jumping and skipping the whole way, so excited to see "Santin!!!". And then.....didn't want to sit in his lap. Santa gave him a candy cane and I talked him into giving Santa "knocks". He did and finally decided to sit in Santa's lap. We got a pretty good picture....a better one with our camera than the one we paid for.

Graciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04542775331171868840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-74498323797157619762008-12-18T18:18:00.000-08:002009-01-07T18:22:22.130-08:00

I was taking Caleb home from "school" today and he asked to see the "aights, momma, aights....that way....i wanna go that way (pointing straight at the intersection)". He wanted to see some Christmas lights and decided he wanted to go a different way home. Since when does he decide which way we go? I guess since today. I went "that way" and we saw some lights. It's so fun to see him get

Graciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04542775331171868840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-28549227906417974042008-12-17T22:31:00.000-08:002008-12-21T22:54:26.280-08:00

We took Caleb to see the Singing Christmas Tree at Bellevue today. We sat on the end of the aisle just in case we needed to make a quick exit. The play was awesome and Caleb loved it. I just kept looking at him wondering what he was thinking. He started out sitting in my lap to watch the show, but when the music and dancing started, he wanted up on his feet. He inched his way out into the

Graciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04542775331171868840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-3502853090476423632008-12-15T22:54:00.000-08:002008-12-21T22:58:44.342-08:00

Caleb had a Christmas party at mothers day out today. All of the kids brought in a wrapped book and then they exchanged them. I found out real fast that I won't be telling Caleb what is inside a wrapped gift. I let him take the wrapped book to his teacher and he was so excited to hand it to her he couldn't hardly stand it. He shouted "it's a book!! it's a book!!".

Graciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04542775331171868840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-50667556236794021682008-12-07T22:59:00.000-08:002009-01-07T18:18:20.480-08:00

Caleb counted to 20 tonight. I didn't know he even knew there were numbers past 10. I was shocked. He needed a little bit of help with a couple of numbers, but he pretty much counted to 20. My little genius.After church today we went to eat at Dairy Queen with the Joneses. They are such sweet people! Caleb sat at a table with Ellie and Ensley and ate his chicken strips, fries, and his daddy's

Graciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04542775331171868840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-62240915002248729912008-12-05T23:02:00.000-08:002008-12-21T23:18:29.690-08:00

This morning when I went to get Caleb up, the first thing he said to me was "Mama, I want to change clothes." O-K. It seems like just yesterday he was learning to talk and then just 3-4 word sentences, but now I can have a conversation with him. Of course, how clearly he talks and puts sentences together has a lot to do with how rested he is. I'm the same way, though. It's really apparent

Graciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04542775331171868840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-77271649261242731622008-09-28T13:45:00.000-07:002008-11-10T14:56:17.542-08:00

I think Caleb really enjoyed his second birthday. His latest Sesame Street episode featured someone having a birthday party and they talked about birthdays. What great timing! Thanks, again, Sesame Street. That show sure has been a blessing to me in so many ways! Nannie and Bebe came Friday and Granny and Granddaddy came today. I really, really needed Caleb to get a good nap and I was just

Graciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04542775331171868840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-22458003874869323672008-09-27T12:30:00.000-07:002008-11-10T13:06:07.464-08:00

I can't believe it. He is officially 2. No more "almost 2". He's really 2. Next thing you know he will be 5, then 12, then 18, then....I don't even want to think about it!! I mean I won't go past 30, yet he will continue to get older and I will wonder where the time has gone. I want to enjoy every minute of it...and remember all the funny things he says and does. Even though I loved my job

Graciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04542775331171868840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-82895169812652636392008-09-22T08:04:00.000-07:002008-09-22T08:22:57.083-07:00

I just dropped Caleb off at Mothers Day Out and we were met at the door by a very excited, sweet little blond boy that squealed "that's Caleb!" to the teacher. "Oooh," she said "I wasn't sure which one you were talking about". Apparently he had been asking her where Caleb was and was so excited to see him. It's was so sweet to see another kid excited to see my child (by the way, his name is Aaron

Graciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04542775331171868840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-26252812424115576042008-09-20T20:36:00.000-07:002008-09-20T21:47:09.752-07:00

While Caleb was at mother's day out Monday, I made an appointment to get his picture taken next week. It shouldn't surprise me that when I went to pick him up, I was met with "he fell while we were going to the playground and skinned both knees". Ok, note to self, no shorts for the pictures. Who did I think I was kidding thinking this would be his only injury before the photography session next

Graciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04542775331171868840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-48313267719197001682008-09-06T22:20:00.000-07:002008-09-19T17:07:54.251-07:00

Vacation is lots of fun! We went to a small, church carnival in Nashville which was the perfect size for Caleb. We had a blast! Caleb danced, played with bubbles, rode the ponies and played on the playground. We all rode train together and I even climbed the rock wall. It scared Caleb to see me climbing the wall. Check out the end of the video when he asks for "Hugs!!". On the way home,

Graciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04542775331171868840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-6752332217755568832008-09-06T22:15:00.000-07:002008-09-19T12:38:22.703-07:00

Graciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04542775331171868840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-65038337195290362072008-09-06T06:00:00.000-07:002008-09-19T10:20:08.568-07:00

It’s vacation time! I really wanted to go to the beach this year and then I began to imagine a 7+ hour trip with a two-year old. Does that sound like a vacation or torture? So we opted for…drum roll please…Nashville. What? Yep. Because we wanted to go somewhere new….. Ok, just kidding. Nashville sounds good because we can visit family, friends, and I found lots of cool places for us to go

Graciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04542775331171868840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-70586010502600330542008-09-04T15:45:00.000-07:002008-09-04T16:01:51.493-07:00

Some of Caleb's new phrases....."Aight back, momma" (Be right back)"What doin', momma?" (What'cha doing momma?")"Bed!!" (I want to go to bed....yes, I know shocker that he would request to be put in bed. He no longer wants me to rock him :(. He just wants his "beboo" (pillow) and glow worm and he is good to go. He did hold up his blanket for me the other day to cover him, but that's about

Graciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04542775331171868840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-59541509071193584782008-09-04T15:40:00.001-07:002008-09-04T15:45:34.814-07:00

I was talking to a little girl at work the other day and the conversation went like this....Little Girl: "Do you have any kids?"Me: "Yes, I have a little boy"Little Girl: "Is he black or white?"Me (smiling): "Umm, he's white"Little Girl: "Oh. I think your next baby will be black."Me: "You think so?"Little Girl: "Yeah."

Graciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04542775331171868840noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-16824579626957650142008-09-02T22:07:00.000-07:002008-09-02T22:26:20.192-07:00

Okay, we're not really sure exactly what happened here. But when Gracie put Caleb down for his nap, he was wearing a t-shirt and diaper. When she went to check on him about an hour later...not so much wearing the diaper.Suffice it to say, he wears onesies to bed now. That should work, at least until he figures out how to undo the snaps.

Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15164059429403784516noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-52791200931131533692008-09-02T21:47:00.000-07:002008-09-02T22:07:45.977-07:00

Caleb and Jaden had a big time playing in the tub and taking a "baff" when our friends Heather and Jeremy came to visit.

Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15164059429403784516noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-57957977167648795892008-09-02T21:24:00.000-07:002008-09-02T21:59:17.325-07:00

Jason here. I was just telling Gracie we need to put some more pictures on the blog, and she said, "Why don't you do it?" So here goes...Caleb loves to visit our families. The last time we were in Big Rock (end of July), he was loving on Baby Addison. We told him to give her a kiss, and we didn't have to ask him twice. On the first try, Addison wasn't having it, so here is a pic of kiss #2.

Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15164059429403784516noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-3426777020400432972008-08-18T07:07:00.000-07:002008-09-02T21:07:32.499-07:00

Granny and Granddaddy came to visit this weekend. Caleb grabbed Granny by the hand and led her straight to his room to play. We tried to give Granny a few breaks, but the second he realized she had left the room, he would come looking for her. He would grab her hand and lead her right back to playing with him. Poor Granny. Caleb showed off his batting skills to Granddaddy. He is really good

Graciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04542775331171868840noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-20549772294607893672008-08-15T07:00:00.000-07:002008-09-02T07:07:20.042-07:00

"Hugs, momma!" Caleb reaches up to me and shouts, "hugs, momma, hugs". How can you not reach down and hug a little cutie pie when he does that? Even when he does it over and over and over.......ahhh, cuteness!Of course, he does this when I'm trying to update my blog, fix dinner, put him in time out....hmmmm....yep, still cute and hard to resist. He has found my weak spot. I think I hate

Graciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04542775331171868840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-56979370961754013082008-08-14T20:02:00.000-07:002008-09-02T08:06:32.873-07:00

We went to the zoo today with our friends Jennifer and Kim. Or I guess I should say Caleb and I ran through the zoo. He is interested in the animals for, oh, let's say 3 seconds....then he's off. I think the most exciting part for him was when we all stopped for snacks and he got to push Ms. Kim's stroller around. It's pretty exhausting going to the zoo. You might think he would be worn out,

Graciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04542775331171868840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-65985502959984217732008-08-13T07:32:00.000-07:002008-09-02T15:28:03.004-07:00

I had to get my oil changed today. I was quoted an hour. It took over 2. Shouldn't they have bumped me to the front of the line the first time they saw me chasing Caleb out of their offices? No? Ok, well, no complaining about a 2 year old shrieking with delight as his mom chases him around your work space. ****Excuse me. This post was just interrupted by a need for my child to dance with me

Graciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04542775331171868840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-17783447555672610942008-08-11T23:31:00.000-07:002008-08-14T21:21:07.796-07:00

I've been searching for Caleb's breakfast the last 3 days. I give him a cut up waffle and some milk for breakfast and sit it on his little table. He plays a little, eats a bite, plays a little, etc. I noticed the other day he still had quite a bit left on his plate so I told him to go eat his breakfast. A couple of minutes later, he brings an empty plate to me. I'm thinking he dumped them

Graciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04542775331171868840noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-7366096035386189692008-08-06T09:23:00.000-07:002008-08-11T22:26:39.070-07:00

Green peas used to be one of Caleb's favorite foods. He would have a mouth full and say "more, more!". Lately though, he refuses to eat them. I still put them on his plate, though, hoping his taste for them will return. As of today, that taste has not returned. I heard him saying "Oh, no! Oh, no! No! No! No!". By now I've learned to not take those words for granted so I come over to him

Graciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04542775331171868840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-8539146443857451182008-08-05T22:27:00.000-07:002008-09-02T15:31:04.442-07:00

Caleb really just started playing with cars recently. I'm not sure where he learned to say "vroom...vroom" as he pushes them along, but it just made me realize how fast he is growing up. The other day I looked at him and he was pushing his little car along the bathtub and he looked like a little boy....not a baby, not a toddler...but he just looked so big to me all of a sudden. Who gave him

Graciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04542775331171868840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-16906765661457286592008-08-05T09:03:00.000-07:002008-08-11T22:27:03.339-07:00

This is what Caleb says when he wants to knock his fist against mine. He is so serious when he does it too. It's random times that he comes to me, offering his fist and says "knocks, mama...knocks". I was running the other day, pushing him in the jogging stroller, and he turned around to knock my fists about 10 times. It was so cute but not necessarily good timing for me. I'm huffing and

Graciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04542775331171868840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591752251138671127.post-72521710970885699672008-08-04T23:06:00.000-07:002008-08-11T23:16:53.761-07:00

Just suffering from a little Nannie/Pawpaw and Granny/Grandaddy withdrawals today. Someone thinks Mama needs to spend every minute of the day with him.Every night before Caleb goes to sleep he says "Cookies?". He is asking if Cookie Monster has gone night-night. I respond "Yes, cookie monster has gone night-night." Then he asks Groggers? Again, "Yes, grover has gone night-night". Then it's

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After Granny and Grandaddy's house, we went to visit Nannie and Pawpaw. Caleb stayed up late putting on a show for his Nannie and Pawpaw and once bedtime came around, he was too exhausted to fall asleep. Yikes, that's never good. It started with him being so excited to be in bed with mom and dad, jumping and turning flips. Then he accidently knocked his head on the footboard and it was all

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We made a trip to Granny and Grandaddy's house this weekend. On the way there, we told Caleb he was going to see Granny and Grandaddy. He replied "and Me-ma-mee?" (Melanie). Yes, he is a genious. He was excited to see everyone and was especially excited to see the "ba-bee" or "Sa-su-sin" (Addison). He didn't even seem upset when his mama or daddy was holding Addison and even gave her some

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While I was rocking Caleb to sleep, he said "bop, mama." (Bop is his word for poop.) I could smell something so I checked his diaper. He was clean and dry so I told him "no, you didn't poop, you just pooted". Caleb: Giggle. Me: Do you think it's funny to say poot? Caleb: Giggle harder. Me: Poot Caleb: More loud giggles. Me: Poot Poot Poot. Caleb: Laughs as though that's the funnist thing

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It's not what you think. And it's not even the whole shoe. It's just the sole of the shoe....going by the fancy name of "orthotics". How crazy is that? I went to the podiatrist yesterday because my feet hurt all of the time. The doctor asked me if I was a runner. I'd like to think he thought that because I have a lean body and a flat stomach. Umm, no....not quite...ok, not even close

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So the whole schedule thing is working out pretty good. I've managed to keep the house clean and I've been working out and running pretty consistently. I just can't seem to get the blog updated as much as I would like. I guess it's easier to surf the internet then log on and update. Plus I constantly get interrupted with "Push! Push! Bee Bee!" or "Elp! Elp!" or "No No No!!" or "Get down from

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If you just want to watch videos or look at pictures, look on the right side of the page and click on "pictures" or "video" under the labels section.If you don't have sound on the youtube videos, there is a button at the bottom right to turn it up. You can't miss the Dancing with Daddy video.Also, there is a poll on the right side of the page. I thought it would be fun.

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I love it when they dance :) Caleb's getting some of his molars in so he has been a little grumpy the last couple of days. It's nice to see him dancing and giggling with daddy.

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We got this toy bin from Target a few months ago and it is so great for quick clean up. See how neatly I have the toys arranged....balls all in one bin, ducks in another, cars in their own place, etc. etc. And this is what is looks like as soon as Caleb realizes what a fantastic job I have done.... (push the button on the bottom left to play the video). Seriously, he demolishes it in seconds

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I taught Caleb a while back to say "help" when he needed something instead of crying and whining. I taught him this a couple of months ago and I was totally surprised that he understood what I told him. Ever since then, when he is having trouble with something he comes and get me, says help, and leads me to the problem. It's usually a toy that is stuck, something he can't get opened, a broken

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I'm still running. I finally ran a 5K under 22 minutes!!! Well, sort of. I paused the sensor a couple of times to stop, walk, and catch my breath. I'll eventually get there! Usually these times are with me pushing Caleb in the stroller, but the faster times are on the treadmill....no hills and I have to run fast otherwise I'll fall flat on my face. Hopefully, I'll be able to run a 5K under

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So I have a new system. It's worked for 6 days but it's easy to get behind. It's a system to keep me organized. I've planned the days I'll grocery shop, clean, pay bills, update this blog, even download pictures. So far I'm on schedule. The only glitch is when I work I don't feel like doing anything but vegging on the couch the next day. That's understandable, though, right? I mean I get 1

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We had another busy, fun-filled weekend. Our good friends Heather and Jeremy and their little boy, Jayden, came to visit. Jayden is just a couple of months younger than Caleb. Oh, they were so cute playing together. Heather and I got out and left the boys with the dads and got a pedicure and massage and did a little shopping. It was so fun getting to hang out with them and having a girls day

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I love yard sales!! I was going to go run in a race that my friend Jennifer told me about. She was going to cheer me on since the race went past her house. Courtney was going to get up and go cheer me on as well. So I got up, got ready and went to wake Courtney up....at 6:00 am. Yeah, didn't happen. Sleeping beauty wouldn't budge. But I didn't want to let Jennifer down so I went by myself.

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Sometimes I look at Caleb and ask him "when did you get so big?". Last night at the Redbirds game, I took him to the playground. He climbed up the stairs all by himself, dodged the older kids running past him and slid down the slide. I ran back and forth between the stairs and slide making sure he didn't fall. As he walked up the stairs, he would stop on the 3rd or 4th step, look at me

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Wow what a busy week we have had! Courtney and Makayla came to visit for a little over a week and we stayed busy pretty much the whole time. We went to the zoo twice, Mud Island, swimming at Jennifer's house several times, paint a piece pottery, the sprinkler park, a Redbirds game, and the Farmer's Market. We also had a water gun fight while Caleb napped which was totally unfair since Courtney

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Putting sunscreen on a toddler is like trying to capture a greased pig. I'm waiting the 15 minutes before going in the sun after applying the sunscreen. Of course, if you count when I first started applying it, we could have left here 15 minutes ago....but then again, his little legs and butt crack would have been sunburned. His shorts usually start drifting down when he gets wet so I make sure

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Caleb just went to time out for spilling his milk. He does it on purpose. Evidently it's fun to turn his sippy cup upside down and pound it on the table until milk runs out. I told him to go to time out and as soon as he sat down, he started saying "sazzeee" (sorry). Then he came and gave me a kiss and said "no no gilk no no". I reminded him that it was his fault and not the milk's fault.

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Caleb held his fists tight and slung the contents of one of them at me. What was it he threw at me? A bettle....a live beetle. Just as I was getting over the shock of having an orange bug hurled at me, he pelted another one my way with his other hand. He had retrieved them from his car. They weren't supposed to be there so he was getting rid of them. And what better way to clean out his car

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Caleb is learning how to count....not necessarily in order but we are working on it. He leaves out 1, 4, and 5 when he is counting to 10. Sometimes he forgets 7, too. He is also learning the alphabet and the words to the song "The B-I-B-L-E". It's so cute!! He sings "the B-B-B-B-B".....oh well, he gets 2 out of the 5 letters right. Ha Ha. He also knows who built the ark..."No No". We usually add

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Yesterday we met up with some women from Bartlett Baptist Church to pray in the park. Caleb had a lot of fun running around the park, chasing the squirrels and swinging. He thought the little boy throwing a coke can at a little girl was pretty funny. He laughed so hard and wanted in on the fun so he picked up some of the mulch and started throwing it too. I had to explain to him that wasn't nice

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Caleb started to bite me the other day. It made me so mad and I started saying "Caleb, you DO NOT bite Mama or I'll...." when Caleb put his hands together, bowed his head, started jibbering and finished with "Amen". Yeah, I wasn't so mad anymore. It was hard to keep a straight face. The boy knows when to pray. Now when he gets sent to timeout, he starts praying. Yesterday he wanted to pray

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I've been trying to teach Caleb his colors, shapes, letters, etc. So far he can point out and tell you the sounds the letter M, H, and sometimes P make (most of the time). It seems to take weeks to teach him one letter. As for colors and shapes, well, sometimes he can point out a square or circle. He has the star down pat. Colors, no. I can't tell you how long I've been trying to get the

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We visited home Memorial Day weekend. Caleb had so much fun! As we were approaching my mom's house telling him we were going to see Nannie, his little face just brightened up and he started squealing "Nannie! Nannie!!". I knew right then bedtime would be late.My mom took him to a cookout at BeBe's house while Jason and I did some shopping. I missed him but it was nice getting out for a while

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We took a family trip to the zoo. It was a hot, hot day and right as we made our way downtown, it started raining. We stopped at Lenny's to eat lunch and our little boy was the sweetest thing EVER! Just watch the video of him praying. See, isn't' he sweet!We learned from our last trip to Lenny's that it is really unpredictable what Caleb will eat there. So this time instead of ordering him

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I ran a 4 mile race today in 32:26 at the Memphis Zoo. I was hoping for under 32 minutes but oh well. It was fun...well until I got to mile 3 and I was ready for a break. Oh, and finishing was fun, too. I was hoping to maybe enjoy some of the animals along the way, but they are too stinky to enjoy when you are trying to control your breathing and run in the hot Memphis weather. Jason pushed

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Hi! Here we go with the blogging! This is a place to tell you about the Knights. I chose Go! Go! Go! as the name because it's a game Caleb likes to play. He loves to play chase and when he wants to play, he will dart off and yell "Go Go Go!". He has a surefire way of making sure mom and dad will play this game with him. When I open the refrigerator, he grabs a yogurt and darts off yelling Go!Go!

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Cool, huh? This was totally planned. I positioned the bubble just perfectly to make it look like Caleb is in a bubble. Just kidding, but isn't it cool? Caleb had a fun time at Olivia's 2nd birthday party. I did a lot of chasing after him. Whew, was I tired.

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Jason gave Caleb a haircut. They both did very well. Who would have thought??

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