| My poor, sick little boy |
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| He frequently turns his bike on the side to spin the wheels. |
Wednesday we went to pick Allen up from Target (where his carpool meets) and went in while we were waiting. After walking through a lot of the store with Caleb walking up to all of the little kids to say hi and finding things to carry around (purses, little kid clothes, etc), we made our way back to the electronics. The TVs were playing Target ads with some catchy songs so Caleb started dancing along. Then football came on and he started grunting and making man noises, like he always does when he sees sports on TV. The other customers got a kick out of it.
Thursday was Thanksgiving! I woke up to a thud and went back to sleep, only to be awoken by the sound of a doorstop being played with about half an hour later. Caleb had climbed/fallen out of his crib and was just playing on the floor of his room. His hand is also now big enough that he can palm his sippy cup and drink it one-handed.
Around 3 pm, we loaded up our car with the dishes I had made and we headed to the Parkers for dinner. With my pregnancy-induced clumsiness, I managed to drop our pie on the street when trying to keep Caleb from being run over by a car driving by . . . luckily there was plenty of other food there that nobody was too sad. The food was delicious and I think I ate more than anyone else.
On Thursday and Friday, in addition to eating and being thankful, Allen and I spent a lot of time working on our bed frame, with the goal to finish it before he had to go back to work on Monday. He also put up Christmas lights and we did some more Christmas decorating that we had started while my mom was here.
| Caleb just wants to help Dad |
| He is very helpful |
| Watching football with Dad on Thanksgiving |
| Look ma, no hands! He thinks it's pretty cool to drink without using his hands. |
Saturday ruined our plans of finishing the bed . . . thanks to our trip to the doctor's office on Tuesday, Caleb and I were sick! I broke my 17-year no throw-up streak and Caleb had it coming out both ends. We were soo sick. Allen was our super-nurse, doing laundry, giving baths, etc.
On Sunday Caleb and I were both still miserable but Allen had to go to church to play the piano for the choir number and teach Primary. It felt like he was gone forever!

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