Saturday, July 26, 2008

Thursday, July 24, 2008

Apple

Mom: Say "apple," Bethy.
Elizabeth: App!

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Sunday, July 20, 2008

Singing

Caleb: Row, row your boat, gently down the steam. Merrily, merrily, life's a butter dream.

Sunday, July 13, 2008

Wednesday, July 09, 2008

Monday, July 07, 2008

Fireworks


Caleb: Dad, those firefwerks were loud.
Dad: It's true - they were kinda loud.
Caleb: I'm not too happy 'bout that, Dad.

Saturday, June 28, 2008

Card

Caleb: Dad, I have a card for you.
Dad: A card...? Ah. That's Mom's credit card. Put that back where you got it.
Caleb: I got it out of Mommy's purse.
Dad: You are definitely not supposed to mess with that.
Caleb: Yeah. That's what she said, too.

Friday, June 27, 2008

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Friday, June 20, 2008

Monday, June 16, 2008

Not Possible


Caleb: Dad, I'm gonna stick you up in a closet box for Halloween.
Dad: Whaaaat are you even talking about? That's not possible.
Caleb: No, Dad - that's not possible for you.

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Possible

Dad: Time to clean up the toys, friend.
Caleb: That's not possible, Dad.

Thursday, June 05, 2008

Vocab

Caleb: Dad, can you say "bocabrulary?"
Dad: What's that mean?
Caleb: I learned it today. It's Spanish. It means "adios."

Tuesday, June 03, 2008

Wednesday, May 28, 2008

Bomb Threat

Caleb: I'm gonna blow you up!
Dad: Uh... what?
Caleb: I'm gonna blow you up, Dad. Like a balloon.
Dad: Ah - like a balloon. I thought you were threatening me.
Caleb: I didn't do it.
Dad: Well, let's not yell that out in public, okay?
Caleb: Sure, Dad. [whispers] I'm gonna blow you up.

Monday, May 19, 2008

Monday, May 12, 2008

Flush

Caleb: Dad, I am gonna take your hat and flush it down the potty.
Dad: Worst idea ever.
Caleb: I don't think so. Dad, your hat really stinks.

Thursday, May 08, 2008

Necklace

Caleb: Why you got a necklace in your mouth?
Neighbor: Umm... these are braces.

Saturday, May 03, 2008

Thursday, May 01, 2008

Ark

Dad: How was your Sunday School class?
Caleb: I saw Jesus in church.
Dad: You did? What happened?
Caleb: He came in the room and he didn't notice me and then he left and he went home. On his ark.

*Thanks to Mihn Nguyen for the photo.

Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Hand

Caleb: We are out of handitizer.* I need some.
Dad: Hahahaha... Caleb, I am going to blog this.
Caleb: Are you kiddin me?
Dad: Not at all.

*Entry 47 from the 2008 Unabridged Calebese Dictionary:
handitizer (hand-it-IZE-er), noun: 1.) Hand sanitizer. 2.) Sometimes soap.

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Elephant Ears



Dad: Whatcha doing?
Caleb: I was thinking about the elephant's tender ears.

Saturday, April 19, 2008

VIDEO: Go Baby Go



At long last, it's the Elizabeth Rose video debut... a medley of sorts. Enjoy!

Thursday, April 17, 2008

My Dog

Caleb: Baby Bess! Whaddup, my dog?
Elizabeth: Bbbbb... ooooogh.

Monday, April 14, 2008

Tooter

Dad: What are you doing, you lil tooter?
Caleb: I am not a tooter. I am a Caleb. I put bread in my ear.
Dad: That's weird.
Caleb: Yeah. I put it there and it grows all day.

Tuesday, April 08, 2008

Friday, April 04, 2008

Slumber


Dad: Okay buddy - time for bed.
Caleb: But I not ready for bed.
Dad: Hmm. Well, how about some slumber?
Caleb: W-e-l-l-l... mmmm... I don't know bout that.
Dad: No?
Caleb: Dad, I don't know what that word means.
Dad: Slumber means "to sleep." I was trying to trick you.
Caleb: Don't trick me, Dad.

Wednesday, April 02, 2008

Friday, March 28, 2008

Glump


Caleb: Dad, you have got to get out. You are too much of a glump.
Dad: Hmmm. I see. What is a "glump"?
Caleb: I don't know. It's just what Tigger said.

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

A Tension


Caleb: I need some attention, Dad.
Dad: Interesting. Tell me more.
Caleb: Mom say I don't have some. And I need it.

Saturday, March 22, 2008

Friday, March 14, 2008

Crazy


Dad: Caleb, you are one crazy little dude.
Caleb: No way! I am not crazy. But maybe I am.

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Under Where?


Caleb: Mommy, that lady wearing underwear.
Lady in Parking Lot: What did he say?
Mom: Um... he said you're wearing underwear. I'm sorry - we're potty training.
Lady in Parking Lot: Well, I certainly am wearing underwear. But it will be a problem if he asks to see it.

Friday, March 07, 2008

Thursday, March 06, 2008

Get Fussy


Dad: Okay, little man - time to clean up your toys.
Caleb: Dad, I can't do that. I might get fussy.