So In Love

Olive:  Can I give Violet a kiss?
Mom:  Yes!
Callum:  Can I poke her wif a spoon?
Mom:  No.

Should Callum Share His Ice Cream?

Callum and I were out having a special treat.  At first he was very quiet, and then I noticed him dividing his little scoop into three sections

"This is for Olwif, and this is for Gam!"

Way to go, Elephant & Piggie!  Mo Willems, we could really use "Should I Share My Play Kitchen and Related Accessories?" if you could possibly find the time.

Callum for the Win

He understands how to play, but still usually loses.  Time for a new strategy!

"You play Tic-tac-toe wif me?"

"Sure."
"Okay!  I go first!"  As always, he takes the middle square.  "Your turn!"

I mark an X on the top right.

"I am X."  Makes an X over mine with his pen, claiming it as his own.  "Now it's my turn!"  Makes another X.

Yay cheating!

I Am in an Elephant and Piggie Book

I need white papah.
You can go get white paper.
I can't.
Why can't you?
Because I can't weach.
You can use a stool.
I can use a stool!
You can use a stool.
I will use a stool!
Okay!
I will be right back!
Okay!  Just don't let Mr. Wuffles out.
Okay!  I will be right back!
Okay!
I will be right back!
You will be right back!
I will be right back!
Okay!
I will be right back!

And it just kept going, and going, and going.

Callum's Terms of Endearment II

"You is a poopy asshole!"
"Callum James!"
"I not say dat."
"What did you say?"
"I uhhh...uhhh...umm...uhhh....I call her asiago!"

(Edited to add: Gouda is still "apple cheese.")

Olive Makes a Reading Goal

To increase her third row reading motion sickness stamina.

Callum's Terms of Endearment

You know things are going well when you are called a cookie, complete with eyelash batting, head tilt, and special smile.

"I go wif you, Cookie Mommy?"

Or my favorite, "Hello my cookies!"

The above is also used when he wants something and thinks the way to get it is to be irresistibly charming.

The exact opposite of a cookie, reserved for DEFCON 1 hysteria, is a "Poopy asshole."  I have never been one, but his siblings sure have.  

Callum on Meeting Maya

"Is dis my baby sister Viowet?"

Callum on TV at Gymboree

"Where's the remote?"

When Opposites Attract

Mr:  What do you want to watch?

Mrs:  I don't know.   I'm going to go get into something more comfortable first.

Mr:  And I am going to get uncomfortable!

Mrs:  ?

Mr:  Ice cream!

Mrs:  Oh.  I was going to ask if you want to share an apple.

Silence, and then we both burst out giggling.

Olive's Rules

We knew she had a dark side, but this is DARK.

Ickey Nouse

Callum, May 2015

Callum on Family

callump.
oive
mom
gay

(We interrupted him before he could get to D-a-d.)

Callum on What Kitty Cats Look Like at the Foot of the Bed

R(o)ny G Biv?

"Red...nose...yew-woh...gleen...blue...pupple!"

Also, "Tan I haf nose juice?" and "You oten my nose?"

This has been going on for months now and I hope it never stops.

Another long time favorite we are not in a rush for him to outgrow: "Tan you oten my o-dirt peas?"  It's yogurt, his favorite food.

To Callum on his Fourth

I love you Callum! Have a nice birthday! Ow and try not to be a pain in the butt.

Love,
Ollie

Callum On Growing Up

Callum would like to fly, so when grows up he's going to be a blackbird, living in a tree outside Target. He is not going to eat bugs, just popcorn.

Mother of the Year

Today, in Callum news, this happened:



(My first thought? Look at that. He's doing the right handed thing again.)

It washed off just enough to make it look like a blotchy, unidentifiable rash. Which, super awesome timing, because I called him out sick today because Olive was already home sick, and half day Wednesday schedule means I spend 40 minutes of driving + drop-off/pick-up for 75 minutes of instructional time, which is bullshit when I too am sick.

Then, in 6th grade news, I learned that if arranged with great care one can hide A LOT of homework under a 3'x5' rug and pad before things get lumpy. Well played, G.



I regret I was too wft in the moment to take a picture of his lovely work. I have included a sample page of said undone homework for scale because the ginormous front door throws it off.

Finally, I discovered that Callum had also found time today to give our kitten Mr. Wuffles a bit of a haircut with safety scissors. No picture, sadly, as it was just chunks of length off his left hind quarters and only visible in person. Here is the delightful Mr. Wuffles on a better day:



(His ear was clipped by a rescue to show he'd been fixed before going back outside with his stray mother. NOT CALLUM!)

(We sure know how to look bad though, don't we?)

Teaching Number Three to Ski

We had planned to copy all the other parents and harness him with rope, but the resort had run out of adult rentals. So when his 6 year old sister was done we stuck her far too big equipment on his 3 year old self and low-teched it.



It was awesome! He's obviously terrified, right, with the yelling and waving "Hi!"

Truthfully it is exactly how we (and by that I mean Jason) taught number two Olive to ski, too. Only difference was the pushing was all her idea. While Callum wanted to try skiing, it was pretty obvious it was originally more about the ride up.

(Now if I can just convince Olive to snowboard more. Because she not only rocked it the one time she tried it, but omg adorable. My only hope is that she loves her Sorrels so much she wears them with her sundresses.)

Out of the Mouth and Pen of Olive

All kids say and do things that when taken out of context make for some fun shit. It just seems like Olive says/does more than her fair share. These two are about a week apart.

Olive says...



"Yay it's closed! Now I can go have a drink."


Olive draws...



(Taken from Sandra Boynton's "Opposites")

Olive on Keeping it Real

This morning as we were walking to school Olive told me an extremely detailed account about what had happened the night before when Jason had walked her and the boys to school for a planetarium event. Basically all the boys purposely left the safety of the paved trail, darting into the street, IN THE DARK, for no apparent reason, RISKING THEIR LIVES. The morons!

Weird. We had just walked that route a few hours earlier without incident.

"Actually, that's not what really happened. But if I had been writing a story that's how it would have gone."

How We Roll

I told Jason that our vintage Pyrex needed some vintage Transformers.



Much better!

Callum's Dream

Star Wars + That Bass = Awesome

Heidi on Why Olive's First Grade Teacher was Right About Visiting the Restroom

Olive's First Grade Teacher on Visiting the Restroom

Olive, hanging at the sink to leisurely watch herself in the mirror as she makes and blows bubbles with hand soap after flushing:

"What? A second grader taught me."