Bedtime Lullaby

Bedtime is a special time in the Johnson household... A bath every night is followed by filling the elephant humidifier with water, lots of lotion, diaper, combing of the hair, and finally music. We typically rock U2 or Bob Marley lullabies on the CD player as back round noise, but the real treat is singing over the music to Cae as he falls asleep. And, for added fun, Cae has started singing right along with us. Complete with accompaning back pats and kisses. Adorable. It started with him just humming a few words, but has slowly progressed to him singing almost the entire chorus. Mommy usually sings Oasis, Alanis Morissette, or Nat King Cole (we don't discriminate here) and daddy sings Ottis Redding, Chain Gang (don't ask).

The other day on the way to dinner Airplanes by B.o.B came on the radio and to our surprise Cae started singing right along with it.* So, before snuggling down to sleep we thought we'd play a little Airplanes on the iPhone and let Cae sing along.

Isn't it adorable how much he gets into it!?! He has the closed eyes and the Stevie Wonder head going. You're too cool Caleb!

Sweet dreams everyone!

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* Yes, Denver radio stations play the same song over and over again so much so that our 1 year old son can memorize them. But we digress...

Jesus and the Carpet Cleaner

Our son has found Jesus at just 20 months old. The carpet cleaner at Geby's made the introduction that changed his life. Yes we said carpet cleaner and yes we are serious. Really, we don't make this stuff up. It's just too strange not to be true...

The details are still a bit hazy since mommy and daddy were not present, but from what we've learned apparently the carpet cleaner was a very Christian man who happened to have the spirit move him as he cleaned Geby's house. Caleb, being the ever observant little boy that he is, heard him preaching and singing and was moved right along with him. He has since begun spreading the good word to all who will listen.

His words of choice are Jesus and Hallelujah. He says and sings them all the time, in the car, at night as he falls asleep, and yesterday he belted them out with Geby as he played the toy piano. He also thought it would be funny to yell at the top of his lungs, "HALLELUJAH, HALLELUJAH" as we walked through a very crowded downtown Denver at the chalk art festival. Fortunately daddy was carrying him on his shoulders so he got most of the looks and stares. Mommy walked away and pretend she didn't know them.

Most of the time he says these words in song or when he he's happy, but we suspect the carpet cleaner also taught him how to use them the wrong way. One morning we were running late to meet Geby and as we were walking out the door Cae claimed he needed to go potty. Mommy told him we could go back inside to potty but then we would be late for Geby.* Cae threw his arms up in the air and said, "Je - sus." Not exactly holy, but kind-of funny.

The lesson here, we guess, is that kids are very impressionable so be careful what and when you preach around them.

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* Mommy was hesitant to go back inside not because she is horrible and wanted Cae to sit in pee all day, but because Cae makes quite a few false potty claims since we began potty training. He either tells us he has to go when he doesn't to avoid doing something, or tells us after he goes and thinks it's hilarious that he tricked us. He knows exactly what he's doing.

Pants On The Ground

Cae, one day when you're older and we are all sitting around telling stories about the silly things you did as a child we are sure this incident will come up... As you get older and start asserting your independence, mommy and daddy are increasingly noticing your personality starting to emerge. You are your own little man with your own opinions. This is becoming more and more evident as you start wanting to dress yourself and pick out your own clothes, and was painfully obvious today when you insisted we get in the va-va-voom* with you dressed like a crazy homeless man. A Nike jersey under a white onesie, one sock, one shoe, and no pants or diaper (we're potty training - don't judge). Apparently that's how Cae rolls...

Cae, we've already established that you're not quite like other kids . Please, let's at least attempt to give people the impression that you're semi-normal. Or, at the very least, that your parents care about you enough to provide you with an entire outfit!!

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* A va-va-voom is a car. Caleb refuses to say the word car. It is always a va-va-voom. He will sound it out, "Caa...aa...rrraa" and spell it out, "C A R," but as soon as you ask him to say car it's va-va-voom this and va-va-voom that. We still haven't figured out why he says it, but for the time being it's kind-of cute.