Seems like he was showing his Mom how he could climb into his crib, then showing how he could climb OUT:
He'd then do some bizarre victory dance/yell each time while we laughed it up:
Turns out that's not the best thing to do at 8 at night when you are hoping he's going to go to sleep in just a bit. 30 minutes later, after catching him outside his door for the 4th time, doing his best impression of Terrell Owens and the promise of a spanking of EPIC proportions, he finally stayed in his room. Before now, Ang and I switched off nights putting Rakes to bed, since it usually results in one of us heading to the medicine cabinet.
After this development, I'm guessing we'll be fighting over who gets Rakes ready for sleep from now on, with the loser dealing with the monkey in the next room.
Who could have seen THAT coming?
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guess it's time to take the bars down :)
I remember the first time josh did that....knowing I had put him down to bed....and I hear the pitter patter of feet coming down the hall...turning the corner and seeing him smile that "you can't keep a good man down" smile :)
That boy is growing. He looks, well at least 5'7''
::rolls eyes at Scott::
Now you're in trouble!
Tex, it's cute the first time. It's a panic inducer after that.
Bub; has anyone ever told you that you can be overly obnoxious when you want to be?
Dink.
John, I've been in trouble. This apparently is round 2.
He's got a big boy bed in his room. If he's going to climb out, it may as well be out of that than a crib.
I've got a feeling I know what I'll be taking down on Saturday.
i think gojohn has it right.
you're in trouble now. Two on the loose!
Tex, who are we kidding? I was in trouble a long time ago. This is a test, sort of like Job.
My best guess? This is getting me ready for Ciera and the teenage years. Which reminds me, I've got to buy a gun.
JOB??? you JOB??? you DO know his story right?
as far as a gun purchase, I hear the taser works just fine
Not comparing me to Job; just saying it's similar. Besides, Job never had a Rakes to deal with. ;)
But yeah, I know the story of Job; he handled his problems 100 times better than I do bedtime.
A taser, huh?
Not a bad idea.
just wait when Ciera comes home wanting to pierce her nose ;)
::passes out::
Tex, she already wants her ears pierced, but not until she's 13.
Unless I get over ruled which has been known to happen.
BTW, Renton must have paid the bill.
just teasing ya. im sure she'll only want to pierce her ears only three times on each side.
You're not helping.
Just thought I'd let you know. ;)
if you want help, call Dr. Phil
:D
Dr. Phil couldn't help Brittany. There is NO WAY he's ready for Rakes.
If Brittany deserved a special show, he'd need a week reserved for The Hellion.
How about big-boy restraints on the big-boy bed?:)
Not a bad idea, Horsham. Except for those pesky social service people tend to frown on stuff like that.
How old is Trot again?
And making Ciera wait until she's 13 to get her ears pierced? That's just cruel to a girl. My sister had to wait till she was some teenage year, I don't understand. My Sierra had her ears pierced since just before 1.
Trot will be 2 the end of March, Stephen. And if you knew my Ciera, you'd understand. She is the most absent minded thing you'll ever see; she can't have her ears pierced because she wouldn't take care of them.
"Head in the clouds" describes her perfectly.
That last photo? Hysterical. That is the definition of glee. Or an ad for Advil. Take your pick.
The question is: Are you saving the crib? ;-)
Trot is only DAYS older than Sierra then. She hasn't started climbing out of her crib, but I expect it anytime soon. Then we will have to set up the big girl bed. Ok, now I understand with the earring situation. So far we've lost 2 earrings of Sierra's, fortunately they were relatively cheap. No diamonds or precious stones for her until we know she will take care of them.
Hey buddy I'm trying to firm up my plans for 5/17-18. Are you going to both games? will you be in boston for both? I'm not sure which one i'm going to (5/17 time is tba on my calendar).
fwiw Ted, I don't want my ears pierced or anything. I have a thing against needles. and LOL on Baby Trot. Wait until you have to start shopping for Ciera's prom dress about 5-6 years from now like I am right now. How would you handle that!
All I have to say is good luck with raising the boys =]! ha.
Dawn, the last picture is a combination of those 2 things, but more joy. And yep, we'll keep the crib. All three kids have slept in it. I'll give it to Ciera when she's 40 and adopting her first child. ;)
Stephen, I'll be in Boston from the 16th to the 18th. I'll send you an email later.
Thanks for the backup, Krystle. And Ciera won't be dating boys until she's 25 so the prom is a mute point.
I believe our mother saw this coming. :) Something about Trot being more of a handful than Rakie.
Stick to your guns about piercing the ears. Libby was 13, and she still lost a jillion earrings.
Oh come on Ted, let her go with all of her friends :-p. It's what I'm doing, the drama of bringing a date I have a feeling isn't worth it. But if someone asks...;-].
Also FWIW, my mom was all asking me why I didn't want to get my ears pierced. I also have a fear of infection. It can be worse, she can have her lip pierced, belly button, eyebrow, that's just a few of piercings I see at my school...
::retrieves the smelling salts as she is fairly certain Ted has now passed out as a defense mechanism::
Stacy, Mom iz smart for sure. I wouldn't say he's passed Master Rakes yet, but he's gaining.
Krystle, describing the other piercings? Not helping.
Thanks for the smelling salts, Dawn. Didn't pass out, but I came close.
For a minute, I thought Ted was going "Tree Newt" over here. I thought you and Tex were going to do a study on Job. Alas...no such luck!
Those pics of Trotty are CLASSIC! How cool is it to have those? Years from now, and I mean YEARS from now, you'll look back on this and LAUGH.
Seriously.
now Mattie. I DO know me some bible and the people in it. but ted was comparing himself to job...and i was like...ok the patience part yah...but he LOST everything was the route I was trying to go...but as usual...::waves hand over Teds head::
No, little brother. There is only one Newt, albeit a banged up version. How you feeling?
Tex, I was using Job as reference for patience, so you were right. And somebody has to be the idiot in every group. So I signed up. ;)
Sorry =]. Just remember where the source came from when she comes home from one of her first days of high school and she wants some crazy piercing ;]!
No piercings.
Ever.
=]. She can always be like me and not do anything to protect her skin (it might not work but what can I say?)
I'll tell you my story of how I decided that I'm not getting piercings EVER. My "friend" decided to get her lip pierced (for whatever reason) and it looks bad...just bad. She kept bragging about it, again I don't know why and it's just very annoying now. Thank God today was my last day of her.
So if I can help, tell her horror stories. They might sound fake but whatever. Bring her to my school for a day and she'll find out. =]!
Piercing ears equals pick your battles. I can't count the number of hoochie momma's I've heard say " My Daddy wouldn't let me get pierced so I'm making up for it with 10 plus a tat.
Bub, I'm standing my ground on this. I lose out on every other battle; this one I'm determined to win just on principle.
Yes, apparently our girls are going together to get their ears pierced. It's a girl thing Ted, you wouldn't understand.
As for the pic of Trot, it's a Classic Trot is it not?
I'm not so sure Rakes is the one you're going to have to watch so closely.
I see Newts pulling the plug on his blog. We need to get him one of those computers like Lincoln Rhyme had in the Bone Collector movie. Blow on the tube and it writes. That shouldn't be a problem since he is a blow hard!
Edge, I had my ear pierced back when I was a bigger moron than I am now. And as long as our girls go when they are 13 we are good to go.
Bub, I'd forgotten about that movie. Maybe we can get him one of those computers where you just speak and it responds.
I'm anxious to see if he sacks up like his much smaller brother did back when I broke my collarbone.
I'm not holding my breath.
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