Still One of a Kind

As promised (and cont'd from the last post), here are ages 3 and 4 of our one of a kind kiddo...

{SUPER funny in my opinion!}

Age 3

When Caleb turned three, he got a tricycle for his Birthday.  Riding his tricycle was his all time favorite thing to do that year.  So what did I do when winter came and he was really bored? Let him ride it around in the house! Problem solved.

One summer morning, Caleb decided that it was time for the neighbors wake up call. He walked out onto the porch and started singing a most beautiful melody... 

This is the age where Caleb "took over" Rusty, the little stuffed dog that is actually his grandma, Alison's. She got the dog from a dear friend, so it is special to her, but Caleb doesn't care.  He has taken him over like he is his own, and he takes him everywhere he goes. We even lost him at a little store a few months ago and the whole family was stressed and sad about it. Several visits and searching at the store paid off, and Caleb got his little doggy back. Sigh!

This is also the age of Caleb's first crush on a girl. About a year ago when we were asking Caleb who he wanted to invite to his birthday party, he said "DOLLY!!!" So we started asking questions about this blond haired, cherub-faced little doll in his preschool class. And he definately had a crush! After that, when he saw her visiting our neighbor across the street with her mom, he would run to our window or door, open it and yell "Hi Dolly!" Adorable!

Random short video:

Age 4

Caleb has done lots of funny and unique things at age four. For example, he has plenty of toys, but he usually chooses to play with little knick knacks from around the house, like a bottle cap and a spoon for example.  He usually plays with them around the kitchen counter while he walks around and has the knick knack #1 chase knick knack #2 around the kitchen (or whatever he imagines they are doing). And he makes loud and funny sing-songy humming noises while doing it. This is hard to explain and probably even harder to picture, but I really like it because it keeps him entertained for a long time, and is oh so good for his imagination.

I started a game with Caleb when he was three called "I Love You as Much As..." We take turns and it goes something like this... Me: "I love you as much as all of the stars in the whole sky!" Caleb: "I love you as much as all of the Thomas Trains in the whole wide world!" (But we're both usually more creative/crazy than that.) It's pretty silly but we have a lot of fun playing it. For a Father's Day video for Justin last year, I had Caleb say things that he loves his daddy as much as...My favorite response was "Daddy, I love you as much as when you take me to the slippery store to get a "Slippery" (Slurpee) and a sprinkle doughnut."

Another very unique thing about Caleb is that he has a "Running Man" on his hand. This creative kid turned his index and middle fingers (that held up would make the # 2) upside down and discovered it was like a little man that has legs, and named him Running Man.  He plays with him everyday, and tells everyone about his Running Man.  One day he decided that he wanted to show him for his preschool show-and-tell, but then changed his mind when I teased him about how to put Running Man in his backpack. Oh my silly Caleb!

Caleb has quite a few friends, and lots of them are girls.  One of his favorite friends to play with is Emily, who is in the second grade and almost 8 years old. They usually play with their stuffed animals together at her house, and Emily's parents tell me he always behaves well which says a lot for a 4-year-old. (Wish I could say that too for him!) Some of his other closest friends right now are Nike, Miranda, Davis and Spencer.

Since Justin and I are both pretty clean people, I do wonder where our little guy gets his messy genes from.  We are constantly cleaning up after him, or asking and begging him to clean up after himself.  He can turn the whole house upside-down just in the time it takes me to take a shower.  Couch cushions all over the floor, shoes, socks, dirty clothes, toys, food, you name it! He even rips his preschool projects into shreds when he gets home!

Gotta love him. And we do. Every single bit of him!