Prince Caleb

I’ve heard sympathetic comments regarding Caleb’s misfortune in being the only little boy in the house. I don’t think he sees it as a disadvantage yet.

Never has there been a more doted on guy. We never hear him cry because he is constantly toted around and entertained. This week alone he has played the starring role in their Bible skits. He was very convincing as baby Jesus and Moses, though he did crawl out of his basket a time or two.

I frequently hear, “Mommy, can you please bring Caleb up to our room to play?” I suppose a real live baby beats a doll any day. I have found him swaddled like a newborn and smiling blissfully, under a tent of blankets sucking his fist contentedly, and even playing the part of an Indian prince with no shirt on. Yep, poor guy.