The Calvinator

January 2005

  • Fri, Jan 14, 2005 8:00 AM

    Here's To Another Sub-Zero Swim!

    I don't know about the rest of the country, but the Midwest has been seized by a cold snap that has left most of its inhabitants frozen solid.

    Calvin's 3 sisters (aka, the kitties) have grown 3 extra coats of hair in protest, which means I've been pulling double-duty in Hair Removal. Yes, it's as bad as it sounds.

    Ginger, how you doing? Do you need a cough drop?

    Anyway, as I was saying, it's ridiculously cold here at the moment and one of Calvin's new words is, "cold". Or to be more specific, "Cold, no, no!" He practices his new word whenever we try to take him outside in the morning when we leave for work. "Cold, no, no!"

    Amen, Calvin. Amen.

    So I'm thrilled that Calvin has been pulling in more new words. Including, but not limited to, are the following:

    "Calvin" (How cute is that?)

    "MINE" (He's REAL good at this word.)

    "Piemel" (Dutch word. Five bucks if you can guess what that means. AND NO FAIR IF YOU SPEAK DUTCH.)

    "Pop Tart" (The Quaker Oatmeal kind with vitamins and minerals, so stop giving me that look.)

    "Thea" & "Hobbes" (He hasn't quite gotten "Milhouse" down yet.)

    "Patrick" (from Spongebob Squarepants - I told you to stop giving me that look.)

    and the most distressing new word?

    "Potty, no, no."

    So in case you were wondering, potty training is going verrrrrrrrry sloooooooowly. You could almost say it's frozen in place. I blame it on the weather. Who wants to sit on a cold toilet seat?

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  • Tue, Jan 4, 2005 12:00 PM

    What Goes Around Comes Around

    Joep & I have just received the first of what I assume will be many threats of violence - er, annoyance (potato, potahto) against our household.

    My Aunt Virginia sent us an email this morning with an ominous subject line of: Something For Calvin. Suddenly, a threatening black cloud appeared over my head and it wasn't until I opened the email that I realized why.

    In this ever-so-innocent-looking email, my aunt included a link to a certain spawn of Satan - er, toy.

    As I clicked on the link, thunder began to emanate from the aforementioned thundercloud. I looked up at the computer screen and as my face contorted in horror with recognition, I saw.... wait for it...

    Potty-Training Elmo.

    I suddenly have this sinking feeling that 2005 is not going to be so fantabulous after all.

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  • Sun, Jan 2, 2005 7:00 PM

    Ok, the pictures I mentioned in my very long entry about our trip to the Netherlands are FINALLY up!

    Go to the Netherland, 2004 - OIRSCHOT folder to see them.

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