He's on a roll

Caleb provides a lot of comic relief around here. He seriously just says the darnedest things!

He's had a thing lately with calling Glen and me by names other than "Daddy" and "Mommy." Here are just a few:

We had all just come home from someplace, and as I was getting Caleb out of his car seat, he randomly said, "I want Glen to get me out."

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Also Glen and I rarely call each other by our first names, and Caleb picks this up too. The other day after Glen left for work, Caleb looks around and asks, "Where's Honey? Where did Honey go?"

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This one is my favorite - We all have our usual seats at the table, but sometimes Glen and I will change seats so he can constantly put pieces of food on Grace's tray and pick them up when she throws them off. The other morning at breakfast, Caleb was having a hard time with the fact that we weren't in our usual seats. He said to Glen, "Hey that's Sister Thomas's chair, Daddy. You're in Sister Thomas's chair!"

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A few more Calebisms for your (but mostly my) enjoyment:

Me: "Caleb, are you my little cutey guy?"
Caleb: "No, I'm a penguin."

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Glen: "Caleb, tomorrow we're going to go swimming in the swimming pool!"
Caleb: "No, I don't get my hair wet. I need to keep it clean."

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Sometimes I sing wierd little songs to Caleb and Grace. Today, I was singing a little diddy that went like this, "I love Caleb, yes I do. He's my little coochy-coochy-coo."
Caleb: "No, I'm not a little coochy-coochy-coo."
Me: "Oh, you're not? Well what are you?"
Caleb: "I'm a big coochy-coochy-coo!"



P.S. I know you're all dying to know how weaning Grace is going. It's going...I'll post about it soon...