I spent 20 minutes arguing with Rakes at nap time today about what clothes to wear. Seems like I missed the internal family memo where he takes off whatever clothes he's had on for the first part of the day, then randomly picks what he wants to sleep in.Angie tells me I need to pick my battles, so for bedtime tonight I just went with the flow: here is Rakes in his new Star Wars shirt he got from his cousin Garrison and his dinosaur pants.
If you can take your eyes off that demented face, you can see his two new Star Wars lego toys in his right hand resting on top of his Race Car pad he also got from Garrison.
I'm struck by 2 characteristics Rakes is displaying here that are just like his Dad:
1. His horrible sense of fashion
2. His almost 4 year old uni brow.
What you can't see are some of the other things he and I have in common: both of us are loud, obnoxious, and have the classic little man complex.
Sorry son: you can't fight genetics. I wish you could be 6 ft tall and bulletproof, but it's probably not gonna happen.
Just do what I did: be friends with the biggest guy you know.
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My observations:
1. Rakes is absolutely full of life. I tell you, bro, he brightens any room his in. He was cracking me up tonight!
2. The unibrow is unavoidable in Dalton men. Thank God for the trimmer attachment on my razor.
3. Watching Rakes is like going back 10 years with Garrison. It's spooky.
Mattie,
I agree: he's full of life. He is a walking cartoon most days. It's just those few instances where you are going to explode that get me. You have a son and you'll see what I mean. ;)
The unibrow is our family curse: maybe I can get him to embrace the beard trimmer at an early age.
And yes, Garrison is his doppleganger. I'm not really sure I'm ready to accept that fact just yet.
He's also got a sweet heart. I think he gets that from both sides though.
Edge, trust me.
He get's his sweet heart from his Mum, as Horsham would say.
Being loud is a good thing right?
and WHO really cares what you wear to bed?? i mean who's gonna see him?
I love his pics...I can tell Auntie Tex and Rakes will have loads to talk about starting with "uhmm Rakes what did you do with my keys?"
Tex, the problem isn't what he wears to bed: it's wearing the stuff out of the house that may be the problem!
And figuring out where your keys are most likely will be the least of your worries when it comes to you and Rakes. ;)
You forgot the part about how he is stubborn as a mule. :) Never could convince the boy that Luke was not Darth Vader. Seriously, the boy needs a Darth Vader action figure.
Gets that stubborness from his Mom.
I don't think so.
Stacy, you do remember this is the woman who will not quit until she's finished something, right?
I'm telling you, he gets it from her.
Having watched you prance around like John Wayne in George Jefferson's body I can only say you deserve what ever you are getting.
\\Stacy, you do remember this is the woman who will not quit until she's finished something, right?//
Uhmmm thats called determination.
I would like to hear Rakes version of that song though.
//Having watched you prance around like John Wayne in George Jefferson's body//
That is just called self confindence, not stubborn. And Tex, this woman I love and am married to is certifiable. Stacy and Scott will confirm this.
She's nuts: trust me.
\\She's nuts: trust me.//
ok. and the pope is my dad
I'm telling you: if any of my family has some bollocks, they will confirm this. As evidence of her insanity, I offer up this:
She married ME, didn't she? That right there should tell you she's got some issues.
now Ted. we know she married you for your money and your family's wit
Tex, the wit I'll give you.
The money? If we've got any family money, I've been getting ripped off all these years.
However, Scott does seem to have a new pair of shoes everytime I see him: think I'll do a little investigating.
Jr., you have to be a little crazy to marry into this family. In the words of Seal:
No we're never gonna survive unless we are a little crazy.
well tomorrow's our Grand Opening of our facility in Granbury...i have to give my speech. Ive got to get some sleep tonight so i can get up bright eyed and bushy tailed at 5:30am
Mattie, you just confirmed what I've been saying: she's nuts.
Good luck tomorrow, Tex.
Knock 'em dead.
She is nuts. I will let the cat out of the bag, she took Ted sight unseen out of a PeeWee Herman Mail order groom catalog.
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