CRY

Last night, Calder started crying in his bedroom and became most distraught. But he couldn't and wouldn't tell us what disturbed him. It occurred to me that because he couldn't express himself, he must carry his own burdens and face his own fears. But thank God I have supernatural help. I prayed for Jesus to do what we couldn't - to comfort Calder and give him peace. And Calder eased into sleep. And woke up the next morning smiling!

BURGER

While my girl saves the best for last, Calder zooms in on the good stuff. So when eating burger, he finishes the patty before the buns and if you give him raisin bread, he plucks out the raisins to eat first. 

OCTOPUS

Calder should be called Octopus because his hands are always busy. He jabs at buttons, knocks on tables and doors and reaches for other people's drinks. I remind him: "Calder, hand in pocket!"