My baby brother graduated from high school last week. If you’ll indulge me once again, I promise to keep the Billy-bragging to a minimum in the future. But I can’t write this post without mentioning that Billy was an honor graduate and a National Merit Scholar. I’m proud because he is my little brother, but he was also my student. Of course, I think he’s the smartest kid ever, but he’s also one of the most God-seeking men I have ever known. He’s heading to Wheaton College this fall, and we are all going to miss him terribly, but I can’t wait to see all that he will achieve.
Looking at all of these graduation pictures reminded me of another graduation picture from the not so distant past. I guess he’s grown a little since then.
For Caleb’s birthday, Uncle Allan and Aunt Lindsay gave him a Curious George doll. Caleb has been infatuated with Curious George ever since a friend gave him one of the books last fall, and he loves to watch the Curious George movie. When he opened the present, it was love at first sight. He and George have been inseparable since that moment.
George has almost become another member of our family. He goes with us everywhere. George has been to Target, Community Bible Study, Walmart, Grandma’s house, house church, and bible class (these are the places that we frequent). George has been introduced to all of our friends, who were of course delighted to meet him. I have almost felt like George has become another child to me; I wash his shirt occasionally, clean him up when he’s dirty, and I even had to stitch up a hole in his tummy.
I realized how attached I have become to George yesterday when we nearly lost him at Kohl’s. We had been shopping all morning with George and Caleb in the stroller; when we left the store and started to get in the car, I realized that George was missing. We rushed back in the store and searched for him everywhere; I even asked a couple uninterested clerks if they had seen him. Just as we were about to lose all hope, I found him lying on the floor in the home goods department. What a relief!
My only comfort during all of the searching was that we have always tried to do our best by George. We have tried very hard to teach him about Jesus (through his various trips to bible study and church). Yesterday morning, before we left for the store, I walked into the kitchen in time to see Caleb put George in his booster seat, look him straight in the eye, and say emphatically, “Obey God!”, which is something I’m sure George needed to hear. I only wish George would give Caleb the same reminder from time to time.
Today my sweet little Caleb is two years old! I cannot believe that two years ago today I was holding him for the first time. He was born at 3:43 in the morning after over twenty hours of labor followed by a c-section, but he was worth every second of it. He was such a beautiful baby; every once in a while he does something that reminds me of the baby he used to be. I miss that baby, but this little boy is pretty fun too.
Now he is the most active toddler that you can imagine; he runs all over the house playing with toys or dancing to music. Occasionally he can no longer contain the huge burst of energy bubbling inside of him, so he just erupts in loud yells or laughter. He did this yesterday at Chick-fil-a; everyone thought it was funny that he was so excited to eat lunch.
He loves to show off how good he is at jumping. Anytime he feels that he might have an audience he gives us a little jumping show. He also likes to throw his body on the floor with complete abandon; it’s almost a game to see in what strange position he will end up. This game scares his momma a little bit.
It has been so much fun to watch him learn to talk. He calls himself “Cay-bee,” and can say anything now. His favorite sayings are “Cool, dude,” “Go, Billy, Go,” and “Oh, man!”
He also loves music. He sings all kinds of songs, some made up and some real. He amazes me at the songs he picks up. The other day he started singing part of the song, “Purify My Heart.” It’s been weeks since we had sung that song, but he was singing, “to be holy.” Now he can sing, “I choo to be holy, se apa for you my mater;” yes, it’s precious. The words aren’t always right, but the tune is exact. A few weeks ago, he started singing the “Happy Birthday Song;” we couldn’t figure out where he had heard it because we hadn’t been singing it. Then I remembered that one night when he was in his bedroom playing, one of us had sung it in the kitchen as a joke. A few days later the song was still floating around in his head. He also likes to sing the Jack Johnson song, “People Watching.” He asks for “moosih” all the time. If a song ends in the car, he starts asking for more before the next song starts.
His other favorite thing right now is Curious George. One of our friends got him a Curious George book for his birthday last year. It is his favorite book to read. The Easter Bunny brought him the Curious George movie this year, and he asks to watch “George” every day. It is so funny to watch him watch the movie, because every time he acts like it is his first time to see the movie. He always says “Oh, no!” when George gets into trouble. Maybe he feels like he has a lot in common with George.
We are so blessed to have this little boy in our lives. I can’t imagine how we lived without him. He is the most precious blessing God has given us. Thank you, God, for Caleb!
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