Monday, April 03, 2006

Ahhhhhhh, the sound bites:


"Jesus big helper"
"Jesus like truth"
"Jockey (or any one else) no look-a me {boy parts}"
"Jockey has small {boy parts}" -don't worry Jockey, things will get better.
"Uncle Jeff doing?"
"lots people like-a me"
"me do it, me do it self" -Mom, does that sound familiar?
"big boys no pee pee in pants"
"jockey happy mommy"
"me love jockey brother"
"zuie poo go in garbage" -from the visit to the Marymoor Off-leash Dog area, had to be there
"i love you mommy, thank you"
"I sit (with) you mommy"
"carry me baby" (carry me to bed like a baby)
"Jesus perfect"
"Jesus alive" -from Easter story
"Zuie (Zuma) chasing me bum"
"shhhh, jockey sleeping"
"me wear hat" -Caleb's response to Papa Bishop is going to take him to ride a pony.
"me no disobey"
"NOOOO Deal!" -maybe you had to be there
"Waild fhing" -again, maybe you had to be there
"Me go see Tessa"


Caleb is just a laugh a minute most days. He was a very sweet brother today and told me he was going to help Joshy fall asleep. And surprisingly, he did. He rubbed Josh's head and tummy all the while Shhhh Shhh-ing. Josh actually DID fall asleep. It was a great moment to watch the kindness from one brother to the other; I know, enjoy it while it lasts. Caleb and Josh will get along great for a long time I hope. Josh thinks Caleb is hilarious. Caleb will march and dance around in front of Josh and do it even more when Josh laughs at him. Caleb shares his shirt and toys, but I have to admit that Josh doesn't know that he is suppose to share just yet. Josh gets a little upset when you take the two greatest things in the world from him: the pacifier and teething biscuits... or the only toy he finds interesting at that moment.

Caleb is getting very excited to see Grandpa and Grandma Bishop. He is talking about fishing and ponies. And of course, Chuck E. Cheese. He remembered, all by himself, that he had to go on a plane. Caleb's plane is going to "fly high in clouds". Remarkable that he can remember that. He is also excited to go swimming in Papa Bishop's hot tub; he knows exactly what that is after the several recent trips to the swimming pool and hot tub at the club with Daddy. I think he is to the age that I can stop worrying about crying meltdowns on the plane and just keeping him from getting bored. Which is a good place to be, if I'm unimaginative or too exhausted to be creative/attentive. But those things hinge on Josh and his needs, so I'm still nervous flying with the two kids and only 1 pair of hands.

Well, I have things to do before I'm ready to leave, so I'll stop writing for now. I hope to have lots of stories when I come back from California, and even before I leave... we'll see.

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