Um, hi Caleb. What are you doing in these pictures? I could have sworn I was taking pictures of someone else.
Sweet little Caleb just had to have his picture taken. He was downright emotional about being excluded from each and every photo and insisted that he be part of the family for at least one picture.
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Friday, May 27, 2011
You should never leave the house without your wings on. They help you fly.
Even if you look like a little demon in the process. Though the flushed cheeks might be more of a contributor to that look than the wings themselves.
Thursday, May 26, 2011
We had a playdate with Naomi where the kids went swimming in our backyard. I mistakenly filled the pool with water before putting the slide in. And only after it floated back up to the top did I realize it needed to be tied down. But now that the pool was filled with water, it was extremely hard to tie down. Which made for a lot of sliding off the slide, rather than down it. But I think they both had a lot of fun.
Monday, May 23, 2011
By the time preschool ended, our group looked much different from what it started as. But Caleb still loved it each and every time. To celebrate the end of their preschool year, we had a pool party at one of the other kid's house.
Here are some pics of the few remaining preschoolers, Caleb, Naomi, Kaylee and Jaxon.
Saturday, May 21, 2011
(I just posted several wordy posts, so this one will be heavy on the photos. Beware.)
Caleb has crazy hair. It's true. I love it long. But every now and again, I'll look at him and realize his hair is crazy long. So Friday I finally convinced him that it needed to be cut. First we cut Harley's hair and then gave him a bath. Then, since my clothes were already covered in hair, I told Caleb we needed to do his right then so that I could change into non-hair clothes. (Since any time I ask him if he wants his hair cut he either says no or not yet or not now. And any time I tell him we're going to cut his hair, rather than asking, he still says not now.)
Somehow in the course of cutting his hair, he ended up getting four popsicles (the otter pop kind). Two while I was cutting, one as a reward for being so good while I cut his hair, and the fourth as a bribe to turn off the movie he'd been watching while I was cutting his hair and go get in the bath.
Then, of course, I needed a new picture of him with his hair cut. Plus he was going camping with his dad for the weekend, so I absolutely needed a current picture of him, just in case.
When we got out of the car, there was a nice breeze. Caleb insisted on putting on his jacket (which we had brought since where they were going camping was going to be cold). When I told him he didn't need it since it was hot out (mid-80s), he told me he did need it because it was windy.
We moved to a different part of the wall in hopes it would be less windy.
I have no idea what the evil wrinkly nose look was for, unless it was because he was done having his picture taken. Haha, too bad for him.
Classic Caleb -- always posing:
I just love this boy!
I did mention that it's cold here, right? I mean, mid-80s, that's downright chilly. A jacket will not suffice. A hat and gloves are needed as well.
Crazy hat hair!
I'm missing this boy like crazy. At least I'm not the only one missing him. There's a certain Harley dog that has been all kinds of snuggly since Caleb left. I think he misses his little boy too.