Friday, March 28, 2008


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


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

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


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