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.

Tuesday, March 04, 2008

The Hiking



Caleb:
Daddy, I wanna go hiking like you. I got my packpack on.* I ready to go.
Dad: Sure thing, little buddy. Just be back before it gets dark.
Caleb: Okay, Dad.

[Five to eight minutes later]

Mom: Hey... where are the boys?

Caleb and an accomplice were later apprehended approximately one block away from the VanDorsten household. Said Caleb, "The-hiking-we-will-go. I'm hiking to Chuck E. Cheese!"


*Entry 11 from the 2008 Unabridged Calebese Dictionary:
packpack (PAK-pak), noun: a backback or any container with straps that can be flung across one's shoulders.

Sunday, March 02, 2008

Saturday, March 01, 2008

Mustache





Caleb: I need to go to the store.
Dad: Oh?
Caleb: Yeah. I need some new shoes. And a mustache.