Calvin continues to delight us with the funny things he says. I've been getting a kick out of his possessive pronouns lately. Here's what I mean:
"Mama, I want to sit on yours lap."
"We go to ours new home."
"I found yours sneakers, Mama!"
Tonight, Ken picked up Calvin for a hug before bedtime. Calvin said, "You are big like Goliath." (Ken wants all of you to know that he has lost a lot of weight and is certainly not big like Goliath.)
Teddy is a beautiful chunk of chub. His legs are like tree trunks and his arms like sausages. He's starting to pull up to standing on his own, and is trying to creep along the edge of furniture. He likes to chase Calvin around the apartment.
I was out with the boys yesterday, and a stranger asked me, "Are they twins?" That was a first.
Calvin has a new cow costume for this fall. He likes to wear it while singing the Wiggles song, "I eat grass and I moo all day. I'm a cow."
Cal's Cars collection roams throughout our home, getting "lined-up," as he says. Anything from the movie Cars is still the thing in his life.