It was a Kalib-Jobe kind of day and it began at IHOP
I had a big day of work planned when I started to come to this morning, but Margie told me that Lavina had called and she was coming out with Kalib and Jobe. Lavina hadn't eaten, was hungry and wanted to meet us for breakfast at IHOP.
So I took a shower and then off we went to IHOP. We had not been there long before Kalib decided that the table was rather bland and so began to shake salt and pepper all over it.
His mom put a stop to it.
Kalib could have tripped the waitress and caused her to spill coffee and Pepsi all over the floor, but he didn't. Despite his mischievous, rambunctious nature, he must be a good boy, or else he certainly would have.
Jobe was with us at breakfast, too, but you couldn't see him because he was in his car seat and there was a blanket draped over it. Right after we entered the house, Lavina removed the blanket.
Royce observed. Wouldn't it be nice if Royce could raise another baby, just like he raised Kalib?
Momma and son. Do you think they have a connection?
Gramma and grandson. Do you think she loves him?
Margie bestows love on two grandsons at once. Caleb studies Jobe to see if maybe he has grown enough to begin to learn how to golf.
Caleb decides that, indeed, Jobe is ready to begin learning the fundamentals of golf. At the fundamentalist level of golf is a golf ball.
"Golfball," Caleb coaches. He documents the moment on his iPhone so that the technique with which Jobe observed the ball can be reviewed later.
Thanks to Uncle Caleb, Kalib already knows about a golfball and about clubs, too. He grabs a club and then his uncle hands him a ball.
Kalib studies the lay of the rug in preparation to make putt. Trouble is, he doesn't know where the hole is. He doesn't care. He will putt anyway.
Kalib raps the ball.
After scoring 18 holes in one, Kalib spots his mom outside, coming into the house. I don't know what she was doing out there, but whatever it was, I'm certain she succeeded at it.
A bit later, when I was working in my office, Kalib came out and wanted to feed my fish. I gave him a fish pellet and he ate it, then smiled mischievously.
Now grandma has Jobe again.
She looks into his little mouth and sees that there are no teeth in there, yet. That's good. It could be pretty tough on Lavina if there were.
Jobe goes down for a nap in the buckskin cradle board that his Aunt LeeAnn made for him.
He dozes to the soothing strains of Haydn, played on a classical cable station.
Kalib, by the window, eating a oatmeal chocolate chip cookie that Margie or Lavina or maybe both made while I was out mailing a package.
Kalib stands by his mom as she feeds his little brother. Lavina is very modest about such matters.
I could not believe it. Come evening, they left. I did get some work done today, but not as much as I had planned to. Of course, even when I work all day and all night, I never get as much done as I plan to.
This is Iditarod weekend. Lavina wants to watch dogs pull sleds tomorrow, but needs someone to babysit Jobe. Margie wants to hang out with Jobe.
How convenient.
You'll be seeing everybody again tomorrow.
A black cat is sprawled across my chest and has been for every word of this post. Somtimes, he touches the tip of my nose with his. His nose is wet and cold, as it should be.
He could pull a sled in the Iditarod if he wanted to, but he doesn't want to. He prefers to stay home and be warm.
Reader Comments (10)
This post should satisfy all of those fans so addicted to Kalib. I'm glad you have your posts up and running by the time I hop out of bed in the morning. They make me smile.
Best photo today? "Momma and Son".
The cradle board makes me think of how I wrapped my baby girl 37 years ago, placing her in the middle of a cotton receiving blanket (single layer of cotton...I hated poly-cotton), and wrapping her snuggly inside, arms and legs well snugged. I figured she had been snug in the womb and she felt safe that way. It was when her arms and legs were flailing in the air that she did not feel secure. That cradle board does the same...makes baby feel safe and secure.
Loved the picture of momma and son....oh how I remember those moments that seem just like yesterday. Precious.
Kalib thinks he will now grow fins?
Lovely photos.
I surely do agree that the photo of Lavina and Jobe is just beautiful!
Bill, those were absolutely precious (wiping tears from my eyes). You have such a talent. You have captured what the rest of us never could. Remember all the posed shots and nobody co-operated? So much love....Lavina and baby is so touching. It's not the new camera...it's your God given talent to capture the moment! Thank you for sharing your family! I have 3 cats so can identify with them too. Know how your heart aches for Royce..his days are numbered but still so loved and you can see it in his eyes. You make my day! Thanks!
Loved the whole of today's post, especially, 'Momma and son'.. :)
What beautiful pictures, what handsome children.
quidrock
Oh, my word - I break for a few days and Kalib's almost grown!
What beautiful boys.
That little Jobe has such alert eyes. Like everyone else, the picture of Lavina and Jobe was my favorite.
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