Jello Boy

Caleb has developed a new talent. It is called: “Turn into a limp, 100 pound, jello boy, whenever you don’t want to do what is asked of you.”

Neat Trick eh?! Today in Target he pulled out this trick when I was trying to put him in the cart. It was hilarious I promise you! Picture little me trying to wrestle his feet in, with his seemingly boneless body unwilling to obey, and his not so little voice shouting “Nao, Nao, Nao!”

I ignored the stares around me. Or at least I tried to… I know people were staring and wondering how old I actually was! I get that a lot- stares. Perhaps I look younger than most but seriously do they really have to stare? Sometimes I dream of getting a shirt made that states: “Yes I have 2 kids, No I am not 16, I’m 24 and married!” Perhaps if I donned heals, wore a ton of make up, and actually styled my hair I would look older? Who knows, I probably would look like I was 16 trying to dress like I was 25! It’s unfair. And please don’t comment that when I am 50 I will look like I am 35… really will I never look my age?

Eventually I did get Caleb in the cart. And Bella to stop telling Caleb in her not so helpful bossy voice, “Caleb …OBEY… your …mama…!” This Jello trick was pulled out a few times in the course of our shopping spree. Most moms would have just forgotten their list and went home. But I am sure that was exactly what Caleb wanted, to go home. Unfortunately for him, Mama’s do have boring errands to run, and until he is old enough to stay home unsupervised, he is just going to have to learn to obey.

This particular mall has a cool play place that we often visit. But his Jello moves got him a “No Go” card. I felt a little bad because Bella was looking forward to it, but she handled it like a big girl. I was proud of her. And I was proud of me too! I was also looking forward to sitting down, watching them play while drinking a Grande Mocha with extra whip cream…mmm…
But instead I held my ground! I was tough! And hopefully next time he won’t test me as much!

I was happy though at 2 when Michael came home. Because it was HIS turn to deal with Caleb’s new talent, and he is a whole lot tougher than me!