The adventures of Squishy and Bean
Meet the newest Olympian… debuting the new sport of the 2020 games – Basketgolf!
Judges – what score do you give Caleb on his first attempt?
This is what Caleb thinks of his score of three…
As the only participant he gets Canada’s first gold in the sport – and becomes the new face of the Wheaties box! Now who wouldn’t want to stare at this cuteness while eating their cereal!
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We are on day four of potty training… a few accidents, but so far we’ve had numerous pees in the potty, a few poops…and we now have a three year old who believes diapers are for babies. YAY! (Changing a three year old’s diaper is nasty! Although, changing a poopy accident isn’t any better!)
Also – he lost his sucky tonight…he’s not supposed to take it out of his room and it’s only supposed to be for bedtime. The wnderfully natural consequence is that he lost it somewhere and had to go to bed without. Kudos to our baby-sitters Amanda and Brett who had to deal with the tears of no sucky. Caleb may get his big boy fishes before the summer is out.
Our Little Monkey in his monkey pool! (Fully clothed of course!)
Dear Caleb,
You are now three years old…THREE! Holy smokes! (“Ohwee kokes” as you would say!) You are just over three feet tall and weigh in at just over 28 pounds… you’ve gotten taller and skinnier! Pants don’t fit you very well anymore – they are always too short in the length and too big in the waist. You’ve survived your first half year of preschool, you’ve moved into a “big boy” bed and you will sometimes pee on the potty. You are trying to dress and undress yourself, and can bathe all of yourself – although you still need some help. You help with dusting, sweeping, watering the plants, setting the table and cooking. You are truely an independent, and often stubborn little boy! This has to be the most appropriate shirt in your wardrobe!
 
You are challenging yourself and us everyday as you question the rules and try to figure out for yourself what’s right and wrong. And you’ve definately found your voice – it’s often very loud. We are so pleased with how much your speech has improved, especially the last few weeks. It’s wonderful to hear about all the amazing thoughts that happen in your head.
It’s hard to image that three years ago you were this tiny totally dependent little being who would sleep forever on my chest and could fit in the palm of daddy’s hand. We are truely blessed to have you.Â
I love you little squishy!
Love,
Mommy
xo xo xo
All week long all we’ve heard from the backseat is “happy birday paree Cayeb house?” That was Caleb’s way of asking – is my birthday party today? Everyday I think he was disappointed to arrive home to no party. Today however, he was in luck – it was party day. To help celebrate Caleb’s departure from the terrible two’s were 20 of his little friends and their parents. It was a very fun “happy birday paree” at “Cayeb house”!
Here’s a sample of the craziness (although to be fair, the kids were fantastic – it was calm and relatively quiet considering there were about 50 people in our backyard all high on sugar!):
Lots of thanks to all our guests for their extremely generous gifts. Caleb got spoiled! And big thanks to Grandma Doc, Aunty Amanda and Uncle Brett for helping out today! More photo of the party will be coming soon… along with photos of allthe other “birday” celebrations!
Caleb is going into the hospital for his adnoidectomy this morning. If you have any good thoughts to spare please send them our way. I know he’ll do okay (better than me, actually)… but all your love and good thoughts are appreciated.
We’ll keep everyone posted on his progress and when he is ready for visitors.
Update: We are home and Caleb is finally feeling like his old self. He is a very strong little boy (we’re talking three nurses and his mom holding him down to stop him from ripping out his IV!), and the drugs didn’t sit well with him. It was the hardest thing I have ever done as a parent, listening to him cry and screaming. He kept screaming for mommy and wasn’t able to comprehend that I was holding him when he woke up. He had to be re-sedated, and then had a better wake up the second time around. But he was much better by this afternoon. So he is definately ready for visitors!
Thanks for all the well-wishes and the love!
… until he is three, and we kiss the toddler years farewell for the preschool years!
Last week we had a Mommy and Caleb afternoon consisting of “baby dohs” (baby goats at the petting zoo), “pak” (Beacon Hill park playground), and “i-eem” (Ice cream). So Caleb missed his nap. By the time we got home he was yawning. I asked if he was a little tired. “No”, he says “BIGGGGG tired”.
How’s that for cuteness!
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