Calenism of the Day

It's one of those days. Camden has been SO crabby due to his constant runny nose and cough (we just can't seem to shake the Cape May crud) that he seriously went to bed at five.freaking.thirty.pm today. Yikes.

To get Calen out of the house while Cam was being a sick turd, we stole borrowed a construction cone that was wasting space in the middle of our field next to our house and used it as a T-ball tee for the kids to play a little sandlot baseball with. 

My poor little Southpaw had trouble swinging from the left (because I have no freaking idea how to teach him how to swing left-handed) but he still had fun playing with his friends. 

Redneck T-ball

And now for the Calenism of the day. 

Calen was sitting in time-out on his stool in the kitchen and Camden came in to investigate (as he usually does). I hear Calen yelling at him:

"NO BABIES! Get out the kitchen, I in trouble!"

....seconds pass...

Camden: "Hiiiiii!!"

Calen: "BAY-beee!! Get OUT the kitchen now!! I in TROUBLE!"

Camden: "Yeah. Yeah. Yeah yeah yeah yeah."

Calen: "GO!! Out the kitchen!"

Which of course I couldn't stop laughing. At either of them. 
 

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