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Wednesday, May 7, 2008

Just when I think I'm out, he pulls me back in.

Every now and then, the thought pops in my head that we've finally turned a corner with Rakes. That all the stuff we've had to correct him on is actually sinking in; you don't yell at the top of your lungs whatever is on your mind, knocking Trot down just for kicks and giggles is NOT acceptable, and above all else, we don't talk about our willy at church. EVER. Sometimes the little bugger actually has me believing in this fantasy.

Until stuff like today happens.

As Ang got ready to take the Dynamic Duo for a walk this morning, she found Rakes in the garage in front of the freezer. Shirt off, pants around his ankles, and him about 1.3 seconds away from going #2 on our garage floor.

First off, I have no idea why he has to take his shirt off to do this; he just does. Second, why he couldn't come inside? "I REALLY had to do, Mom". Of course he did.

Why does the image of Bluto from "Animal House" come to mind?

Finally, notice the Inspector Clouseau moustache he drew on himself at church tonight.

Me: "Rakes, did you draw a beard on you like Dad?"

Rakes: "No Dad. Dust a moustache. De dirls like a moustache, Dad."

I need a valium.

16 comments:

Nichole M said...

Oh. My. Word. Animal House indeed.

Ted D said...

It's a circus, Nichole.

All we're missing is the ring of fire and the midget being shot out of a cannon.

Tex said...

::rethinks trip to North Carolina::

Ted D said...

Don't do that, Tex! We'll lock him in a cage if we have to!

~**Dawn**~ said...

How many more days til your trip to Boston? ;-)

I would be careful with stating you're missing just the midget being shot out of a cannon. It's kind of like tempting fate...

Ted D said...

1 week from today! ;)

You make a really good point...

~**Dawn**~ said...

Is the better question: are you going to lose the return ticket?

I have this sneaking suspicion that Rakes secretly knows how to read & he sneaks onto your blog to see if his plan is working. ;-) The last thing he needs is a new idea. "But Dad, you said not to push Trot down & I didn't!"

Ted D said...

Lose the return ticket? Hadn't thought of that yet...

Dawn, it wouldn't surprise me! Little sucker seems like he knows my thoughts at times! ;)

Krystle said...

Ted,

Just got tickets for the June 23rd game against the Diamondbacks. If things go EXACTLY my way - Trot WILL be called up to the big leagues and WILL play because I'm there. =]

Back on the post, Oh dear Rakes. How does he know that some girls like men with moustaches? That's what concerns me.

It looks like someone needs to get Big Trot's parents on speed dial ey?

Ted D said...

Hey Krystle,

Congratulations on the tickets and hopefully Trot will be there!

As for Rakes, who knows how he picks this stuff up? The boy is a riddle wrapped in a enigma.

Krystle said...

Lol. I guess he does! Could he play SS for the Red Sox by any chance?

Ted D said...

Maybe someday, Krystle. Pedroia has given me hope; Rakes already has the confidence thing down pat.

Tex said...

I think RakeMan needs to have the tv taken away from him. That, or he's listening in on too many conversations on Oprah

Ted D said...

No Oprah, Tex. But the tv taken away is a good idea.

Bickley said...

Ok. I officially cannot read your blog at work any more, because I am now giggling uncontrollably! The mustache story is adorable! And I can laugh at this because I can remember things like finding Stephanie in her room, colored green with a marker from head to toe (including her TONGUE!--blech!) because she wanted to be a clown. I lost count of how many times we confiscated her markers. One time she colored the tv screen purple. These things are funny now.

Ted D said...

Bickley, that's what I keep telling myself; one day I'll laugh at all this stuff.

Until then, I'll just keep guzzling TUM's and praying the ulcer doesn't get worse. ;)