This morning Caleb decided to dress himself right away when getting up. Nothing sweeter than a cheaky grin when one can now "almost" button their britches on their own. I wish I could say he went on to accomplish the task, but, the smile he gave me when he realized he had the button 1/2 way through, well, just too sweet a moment to pass up. He might as well have gotten it all the way through for the feeling of accomplishment he had and the look of joy on his face! Of course, the first thing he said was, "I gotta show Dad this!"
Then I realized why we were getting dressed. We wanted to drive the Gator and "mow" for dad. The poor Gator sat idle for a long while as it needed a new battery. Trying to decide if he was still small enough for it we procrastinated in buying one. A couple weeks ago Johnny picked one up and once again it is Caleb's new best friend. He "mows" every day for dad and yesterday even put my mail in the mail box for me, and brought me the mail later in the day.
We can't forget our old girl, Penny, who has much patience for Caleb, but zero tolerance for Honey. She takes her job very seriously in ruling the roost around here! No one better step out of line or else!