Wednesday, August 27, 2008


Caleb: We should ask God to let it rain.
Mom: Why? So the grass will be green? Does it look like it needs water?
Caleb: So I can wear my rain boots!
Mom: Oh! Well, why don't you pray and ask Him?
Caleb: Mom, how about you do it?
Mom: Alright. (prays)
Caleb: ...Mom, did He say OK?

Monday, August 25, 2008

Monday, August 18, 2008


Dad: Caleb, how's your dinner?
Caleb: I'm not Caleb. I'm Batman.
Dad: My bad. How's your dinner, Batman?
Caleb: Batman loves milk.
Dad: How 'bout those green beans?
Caleb: Batman doesn't like green beans.

Sunday, August 17, 2008

Friday, August 15, 2008

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Sunday, August 10, 2008


Caleb: Well, I goin' to work. See ya later.
Dad: Yeah? Where do you work?
Caleb: I work at Fran Pan Park.
Dad: Hmm. What do you do there?
Caleb: I concentrate animals.

Friday, August 08, 2008


Caleb: Mommy, can you sing a different song?
Mom: What song do you want me to sing?
Caleb: The one about the soccer star.
Mom: I don't know that song. Can you tell me how it goes?
Caleb: Mommy, when you get little and you're a boy, you can ask the teacher how it goes. But you're bigger. And pretty.

Wednesday, August 06, 2008

Monday, August 04, 2008


Caleb: Dad, I finished building the deck.
Dad: You did?
Caleb: I did. And you helped. So thanks.