One Amazing Blog: Preschool Valentine's Party

Calebisms

"I made a be-autiful picture for Jesus!"
"Balloons float all the way to outer space. Then the space aliens get them. Someday they will bring them back to the boys and girls on earth."
"I can't sleep anymore. I'm all out of sleepness."
"Mom, can I take off my jacket? I'm not cold anymore. All the cold got on my jacket."
"Mom, can you get me a new arm? Mine is wet. We can go to the arm store and get one."
Caleb counting: 1..2..3..4..5..6..7.. 8..9..10..11..12..13 ..14..16..17..18..19 ..100,000!
Caleb: "Will you turn up my music? But don't turn it up too loud, cuz then the Earth will shook. And if it shooks too much, it will fall into Mars!"
We were having breakfast for dinner, and Caleb was confused about what time of day it was. I prompted him, "It's not morning, it's...." to which he replied, "Bacon time!"
Looking at a US map, Scott asked Caleb what state we live in. "IKEA!" (Well, it IS pretty big....)
"Mom, I love you berry much, honey."
While feeding Isaac some puffed millet (a cereal), Caleb said, "Mom! There are mullets on the floor!"
While at the park, Caleb started rubbing his eye. "Did something get in your eye, sweetie?" I asked. He replied, "Yeah. It's swine flu."
This morning our car wouldn't start on the way to preschool. I explained that the battery was dead and we needed another car to help us. Scott was at work and couldn't come right away. Caleb asked, "What about the pizza guy?"
Sitting on the potty: "I can't go anymore. I'm out of pee-pee!"

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Preschool Valentine's Party

At Caleb's preschool Valentine's Day party today, each kid got a plate with 2 plain sugar cookies on it, along with a smear of pink frosting and a smear of white frosting. They were supposed to frost the cookies, then put sprinkles on them.

Well, my picky child wouldn't hear of putting frosting on top of the cookies. He just wanted to eat them plain. When he finally tasted some of the frosting, his eyes lit up. "That's good!" By then he only had a small bite of cookie left. He managed to get a little frosting on it, and we put some sprinkles on top.

At the table behind him, a little girl had 2 beautifully frosted and sprinkled cookies. (Her parents had helped her, or at least that's what I tell myself.) Her mom told her, "Hold up your cookies so I can get a picture!" Caleb overheard her. Not to be outdone, he says, "Mommy, take a picture of my cookie!" Well, okay.