Caleb (a.k.a. Tay-yub My life as a 2 year old)

I like to dress up. I have lots of costumes. I dress up like Batman or Indiana Jones or Dash or lots of other things. Today I saw something that made me want to dress up like someone that I really know. So I dressed up and Mommy took a picture of me to put here and you can try to guess who I am.

To look like this person the things I had to have were lots of bracelets, a watch, black shoes (but not with Mickey Mouse like the ones I have on), a thinking mad face, my hair over my ears and with a line in the middle and a shirt that buttons.

I was at school and we were talking about Easter. The teacher started talking about how Jesus died on the cross and then he rose again on the third day. And we are also learning about butterflies and ladybugs. And then they asked who knew about the resurrection and life. So I raised my hand.

“Caleb do you know about the resurrection?”

“Yeah I do.”

“Who told you about it?”

“Auntie Brittany taught me it. Do you want me to show you?”

So I got up in front of everyone and did the Chicken Dance. They all clapped and said Hooray! So I know I did a good job and they liked it.