CAR WASH MISHAP and other adventures

So in the spirit of my new blog, I am going to relate one of the many funny stories that I don't want to forget.

It all happened last night beginning at around 8:00 PM. After dinner, we decided to take my DS to the car wash (he is 2 and they fascinate him). The car was super dirty (welcome to winter in WI) and needed a good scrub. So we fill up the truck with gas, grab a gallon of milk and then go get in line for the automatic car wash. We are 5th in line, which means that we have about a 20 minute wait. No bid deal, DS is happy and we haven't spent this much time together as a family in weeks. When it is our turn, we pull into the building and the wash cycle starts. Undercarriage blast...check. Pre-soak...check. Apply soap solution....check. High pressure rinse...hose blows right of the nozzle, car wash broken. Yeah. There we sit with a soapy car and an unhappy DS. DH runs inside to tell them the thing broke and the cashier gives us the money back. However, we still have soap all over our car. We then drive 3 miles north to the next car wash place, wait in line for ANOTHER 25 minutes and then put in the money. We held our breath the whole time but we came out with a VERY clean car.

DS was so tired he fell asleep on the way home and he got to sleep in his clothes since I didn't want to wake him up to get him into PJs.

Caleb's favorite phrases lately are:

• "Oh, MAN!" (he uses this when he doesn't get his way but is done arguing about it)
• "Right back" (this is said with his little finger in the air on his way into another room)
• "Me eat chocolate?" (this one seems to be pretty constant. Quite the sweet tooth, huh?)

Caleb also has started to negotiate with us. He isn't quite 2.5 and he is already proposing alternate scenarios that would work better for him. Example: we were on our way to the doctor and all the way he was trying to convince me that I could go to the doctor and he would stay home with Dad and play with his toys. Too funny!

And the final one for the moment: Last week Caleb was stalling going to bed. You know, asking for stories, water, going potty, whatever it took. The one that mad me laugh was that he ran into the bathroom saying he had to "Check his feet". He runs into his bathroom steps on the scale and looks down at his feet, just like Mommy and Daddy do. Too sweet! Made me chuckle all night.