Caleb: Dad, I'm drinking my juice really slow. Do you know how to drink slow? Dad: I think so. Caleb: I am going to tell you the best way to drink it slow. Dad: Ok. Shoot. Caleb: Don't drink fast.
Caleb: Where did you say we were going again? Dad: To the mall. Caleb: The mall by Grandma's or by our house? Dad: The one by our house. Caleb: Dad, Jesus was good to put a mall close to our house.
Caleb: Dad, let's wrestle! Dad: Okay - but you have to have a good wrestling name. What should we call you? Caleb: Hmm. I got it. You call me "Bone Crusher." Dad: Good one. What can my wrestling name be? Caleb: Your name can be "Puppy Pants." Dad: ...
Caleb: Dad, I got you this for your birthday. Happy birthday! Dad: A Slim Jim! Nice. Thanks, buddy. Caleb: Dad, this is not a Slim Jim. This is beef turkey, and it's delicious. We're gonna eat it for breakfast.