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• Tue, Jul 18, 2006 8:00 PM

  More Disturbing Every Day
  
  As Calvin grows more each day, I notice more and more personality quirks he's drawing on from us.
  
  For starters, I'm devastated to report he's definitely developing my knack for whining. And if he's this good at only 3 1/2 years old, I feel I'll owe a written apology to his future spouse for the amount of whining they'll have to put up with.
  
  Joep, on the other hand, has already started on his written apology to Calvin's future friends and family. This coming from the man whose preferred method of travel around the house is fueled by self-propulsion of a gaseous type. And let's just leave it at that.
  
  Other evidence that Calvin is picking up on our not-so-great quirks?
  
  - obsessively arranges magnetic letters & numbers in a meticulous manner on the fridge. OCD in the making courtesy of Mama
  
  - makes it a point to announce his impending release of intestinal gas to anyone within earshot and is then quite proud. Thanks, Joep.
  
  - quickly becoming the most vocal backseat driver I know. Though to my mom's detriment, it's in the spirit of MY driving.
  
  - developing quite the palette for black licorice on special delivery from Opa & Oma. It's a toss up whether this one stems more from Joep or my mom. We all know he didn't get this from me since black licorice makes me want to heave my spleen out my nose.
  
  Sorry, mom.
  
  So while I love seeing Calvin develop new character traits all the time, it's a little nerve-wracking to see which one he'll pick up next.
  
  I guess I could look at it from a positive aspect - if nothing else, having Calvin has certainly encouraged me to better myself. Because there's nothing more humbling than watching your 3-year-old repeat behavior that drives you insane only to later realize he's simply imitating YOU.

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• Sun, Jul 2, 2006 5:00 PM

  Conversation
  
  "Papa, I'm sick."
  
  "You're sick?"
  
  "Yeah, I'm sick."
  
  "Well, what's wrong?"
  
  "I have a hair in my mouth."
  
  *hack* *hack* *hack*
  
  Either Calvin's trying to tell me something or he's been spending entirely too much time with Aunt Dinger.

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