Fun Calan-isms from the U.P.

Before I forget them, I want to record some of the fun things Calan said while we were on vacation.

The first is the fact that he repeatedly very excitedly kept calling for my parent's dog whose name is Keeley, but of course every time he said it, it came out "Kiwi."

"Come on, Kiwi, Let's go."

"Stop, Kiwi, stop."

By the end of our trip, he had us and my parents calling her Kiwi.

After our late Sunday Lions' brunch in town, I knew that Calan would not be that ready for lunch, but I made a small lunch anyway before naps. When I asked if he was ready to eat, he looked at the truck he was playing with and said to me,"

"No thanks, mom, I got tractor."

Can't really argue with that logic.

While we were there a nearby town hosted a county fair. It was an experience in itself. Not quite like what we were use to. We stood out like a sore thumb, but Calan loved being able to get right up close to the animals. When we were looking at the horses, there was probably a 13- or 14-year-old letting Calan pet his miniature horse. Since he was wearing a cowboy hat, Calan kept calling him a cowboy. The boy's younger brother thought it was hilarious. 

"Sorry, Cowboy." 

"Ok, Cowboy."

And probably the funniest thing to me was when my mother and I were playing with the kids down by the water, one of the shovels started to float away. I asked Calan to go grab it before it got too far. Next thing I know, he is standing by the dock, punching fake numbers into his hand, and then pretending to talk on a phone. He said:

"Hello, Fireman Sam, Go shovel. OK. Bye."

He called his favorite Sprout show hero Fireman Sam to go rescue his shovel. Hilarious!

I am sure that there were more, but I seem to have already forgotten them. I need to be better at writing them down. He talks constantly, but honestly, I only understand about every 5th word. He is quite the ham, that's for sure.