All About Caleb: The Threenager Year

If we are gonna be honest here, mommin’ ain’t easy. There are tears and sweat all kinds of involved. Let’s be real, all the body fluids are involved. But even when it’s hard, even when I’m exhausted, even when I feel like I’ve gone way past the crazy mark… it’s worth it. Because of this.

This adorable (sometimes insane) little 3 year old belongs to me. And no matter if I’ve washed my hair, if I’ve yelled like a crazy person, or if I can’t even do a Pinterest craft.. he thinks I’m awesome. And he tells me constantly. Praise God for the grace of kiddos, amiright or amiright?

I wanted to do a quick update on this little guy because he is SO FULL OF LIFE. He feels all of his feelings in a BIG way. (Which can be a bit exhausting at times if we are being honest.) But it also makes him have such a sweet heart with a sensitive spirit. One of my favorite things that I never want to forget is sometimes he calls me ‘baby.’ And only me. We have absolutely no idea where he got it from (possibly Nick?), but he does it anytime he is trying to comfort me or sweet talk me into something.

‘It’s okay, baby.’

‘Can I do that, please baby??’

This kid is going to be a real charmer. We’re in trouble.

Don’t worry though, he is still all boy. We are all about dinosaurs, superheroes, cars, balls, trains, rough-housing, and Mario Kart. He makes things roar or race constantly. Because life is just more fun when you are running from point A to point B.

Caleb has also gotten himself quite the imagination. He is always playing in some creative way or making up some silly conversations for his toys. One of his newest things after getting a cash register for Christmas is charging money for everything. We constantly get told, ‘That’s eleven dollars!’ (And yes, it’s usually always exactly eleven dollars. Random.) He then puts the pretend money in his pretend wallet. And where he keeps his wallet changes. Sometimes it’s in his mouth, sometimes in the ground, sometimes in his belly… all really totally normal places.

Another thing he LOVES to do is take pictures on our phones. And talk to Siri. Is it ridiculous that this next generation will never know a world without Siri? Absolutely. But if my non-stop chatter of a son wants to use all of his words on a robot in my phone, then who am I to stop that friendship. He gets a friend. Mama’s ears get a break. Win win. (Side note: I’m not real sure photography is in his future.)

Caleb absolutely LOVES Awana at church. If he could go to Cubbies everyday of his life, he would be all in. It’s absolutely precious hearing him learn verses and see him so excited for a program dedicated to scripture. Plus give this kid a theme night and he’s all about that life.

Preschool is his FAVORITE. I’m pretty sure he wishes everyday was a preschool day (because he only goes on Tuesday & Thursdays). It for sure helps that his all-time bestie is in his class. We laugh because Caleb and Hava are definitely the best of friends, but half the time they may not even talk to each other in a group setting. They just know the other is there and all is right in the world.

I hate to break the news to my Texas peeps, but this kid is an all Coloradan boy. He loves him some snow. Playing in it, throwing it, and the newest: sledding in it. He got a sled for his birthday (because that’s a thing here in the mountains) and we finally got to take it out in the latest snowstorm. Let’s just say he cried when we had to go back inside.

Have I mentioned how much Caleb loves his daddy? It’s safe to say that Nick is the fun parent and I’m not even mad about that. And I’ve said it a million times but if Caleb grows up to be just like Nick, I consider that a win.

So yes, mommin’ ain’t easy. But I wouldn’t trade it in for the world. Parenting this little guy may help me recognize all of my flaws, but it also pushes me to be a better person for him everyday.

Thank you Jesus for the gift it is to be a mom. May I be more like YOU everyday so Caleb will see you in me. Amen.

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