Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Happy New Year!

Well, it is 2010, I can hardly believe it. Jason and I spent New Years Eve with good friends, a tradition that we have done now for the past couple of years. Shortly after the New Year we headed off to Phoenix for the Frogs' BCS game. We had a wonderful trip and got to see lots of friends. Unfortunately, the game did not turn out how we had wanted, but it was a great season and they will be back. Now we are just trying to settle into what 2010 holds for us. Amazingly, we do not have a lot planned for the year. Jason is training for a half Iron Man in April with the TCU tri-club and working on a cycling certification while still doing a wonderful job in his new position at SDS. HR and Cathedral Rock are still wonderful places for me to be.
If I were to write about all of the cute and adorable things that Caleb has been doing I would be writing forever. He just gets bigger and says more everyday. We are definitely all boy. One of new favorite things is to play football. To properly play, you must get in a 3-point stance. Ready, set, HUT! Then you charge Daddy, Mommy, Aunt Lacey or however is on the opposite side of you. We also like to kick our football off the tee that Grampie gave us for Christmas. We have also learned that Target is where a lot of our toys come from. When we told him we were going grocery shopping at Target last night he replied with, "Caleb is getting a new toy!" We now want a chicken sandwich when we go to Chick-fil-a instead of nuggets. We are officially the tallest in our class at school and are able to pedal our bike with ease now.
However the funniest thing lately is our adventures into the world of potty training. Let me leave you with this charming story. Last night when it was time to get dressed for bed, I sat Caleb on the toilet to try and potty. He is too big for the toilet training seat, so he has to hold himself up on the grown up seat. He is pushing and pushing and pushing to the point where I am worried he is going to hurt himself. "Mommy, I'm trying REALLY hard," he tells me and I am so proud of him. He asked me for some M's (we get M&M's when we go teetee or poop on the potty). I told him that and then all hell broke loose. Here is my child, trying not to fall in the toilet, sobbing, "I want to go poopoo!" He then had to learn the difficult lesson that even though you might want to go poop, really bad, sometimes you just don't have to go. I did eventually give in and give 1 M for effort. He tried SO hard!
Here are a few videos from over Christmas to share with you.