I had a big date this afternoon but it wasn’t with Andy; it was with Caleb. G-Rated movies are few and far between, so we always try to see them when they come to the theater—provided they aren’t princess movies of course.

Andrew celebrated his first birthday today with lots of presents, a trip to Chuck E Cheese, and yummy cake. We had a great time celebrating Andrew. Here are a few fun facts about Andrew:

Caleb is catching on to how adults work. He has totally figured me out. Here are a few examples over the past week.

Have you heard those stories on Nancy Grace about people who forget to take their children out of the car? I’ve never understood how someone could forget they had the child with them, but today I feel much sympathy for those people.

I’ve gotta get something off my chest. I tend to cry sometimes. I try to hide it. I raise my arms above my head like I’m stretching. Then I turn my head to one side, and wipe the tears on my sleeve to disguise it. It’s really embarrassing sometimes, especially when I’m watching a movie [...]

While in the play land this evening, a boy walked in and starts untying his shoes. As is his custom, Caleb immediately approached him and asked, “Will you play with me?” (I wish it was that easy for adults to make friends).

The Lego Party is in the memory books. A lot of planning went into it, the rain held off, and it turned out well. This was Caleb’s first party with friends over, and he had so much fun. Here are some of the photo highlights.

Caleb has been a very easy child when it comes to behavior. He’s Type-A like me and does well with rules, routine, and structure. Still, children go through phases, and Caleb is just coming out of a bad one. It had to do with a lack of appreciation and a sense of entitlement. This is, of course, a struggle no matter how old you are.

Caleb’s 5th birthday is just around the corner, and we’re throwing a LEGO themed party to celebrate. He had a few other hair-brained ideas that just weren’t practical. We used a few mind tricks to convince him that this was the party he wanted. It wasn’t hard though. He loves LEGOs.

At first I was going to call this post “Too Much Information”, but oops! Already have one by that title. So then I thought I’d call it, “When you gotta go”, but no again, we’ve posted one by that title too.