As I entered the house around 7:40 tonight I sat down to eat my dinner. In between shoveling bites of pork chop and rice in my mouth, answering Ciera's question of "What's a pill box, Dad" from the book she was reading and Trot telling me 398 times he wanted a snack, somehow the following conversation between Rakes and I actually took place.Rakes: "Dad, we don't have to go ANYWHERE tomorrow!"
Me: "That's great, son. What are you going to do?"
Rakes: "Nothing! And Mom says we can stay in our pajamas ALL DAY!"
Me: "Sounds like a great way to spend Friday, buddy."
Rakes: "YEAH! And just think; You'll be at work ALL DAY!"
Rakes: "Dad? Why are you crying?"
Sweet Home Alabama do I need some baseball.
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breathe in, breathe out
repeat several times
Thats the kind of kid that will smile for his first mugshot.
I did.
First laugh out loud all day. Thanks, Rakes.
It's just like SmokingGun.com.
That is the best picture of his true personality!
Opening Day has GOT to be soon. :-)
It'd better be.
Awesome picture!!
Baseball. Soon! Real soon.
My son talked me into participating in fantasy baseball, of which I have no clue about (why do that when you have the REAL deal, but I digress), and what team do I play first? Baaaahston. Must be fate!
Lizziebeth, thanks! He's insane which makes for good pictures. Fantasy baseball is great, just time consuming; sounds like you're on the right team though.
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