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Saturday, December 8, 2007

It's a Pirates Life for Me

Rakes went shopping with his Mom and sister today, and came home with this Pirate get up: He wears it well, right? Why does he always want to play the villain?

He's also bent his new Star Wars PlayStation game won't let him be Darth Vader. "But Dad: HIM is who I want to be." I swear it won't surprise me if he asks to be Barry Bonds for Halloween next year.

His Uncle Keith asked him last night if he had swallowed a megaphone. As I've mentioned before: He's LOUD. Angie said you could hear him all over the Dollar Store today: in fact, Ciera said she was going to look at something a few isles over, and I quote: "Don't worry Mom. I'll be able to find you: I'll just listen for Rakes and I'll know exactly where you are."

See, MY kid is the one all of you are muttering about under your breath when you're shopping, wondering why his parents aren't doing something about him. Just to give you a heads up next time: We ARE trying. It's just tying him to the shopping cart and putting a muzzle on him is sort of frowned upon these days.

I think I'm just gonna start telling people he's got Tourettes Syndrome.

Word came out today that Eric Gagne declined the Red Sox offer of arbitration: that big loud WHOOSH you heard was RSN letting out a collective sigh of relief. It looks like the Brewers are on the verge of getting a deal done with him, and I wish the hoser nothing but the best. That said, I'm extremely grateful I won't have to breathe repeatedly into a paper bag while offering Hail Mary's everytime he pitches next season.

Making the move for him, at the time, was the right thing to do: the results, however, reinforce an important life lesson for all of us. To paraphrase Richard Vernon from The Breakfast Club:

Sometimes when you mess with the bull, you get the horns.

*Update: I just heard this about today's shopping trip. Rakes had to "GO POTTY" so Ciera took him. 5 seconds later, Rakes was running out of the bathroom at Walmart with Ciera right behind. According to Angie, Ciera spent the next 5 minutes proclaiming to the world that "I didn't get to wipe and Rakes never went!" I'm glad I've held firm to my No Shopping Policy Until They All Hit 7. *

29 comments:

Edge of Design said...

I have to hand it to Ciera this time around. She's learning patience gracefully. Takes after her mother. I have no doubt that Rakes is going to grow up and be someone highly respected just the same. Sometimes you just have to look beyond despite the present moment and see where their strengths lie. Don't you worry about what other people think. Everyone has their opinions no matter what!

Tree Newt said...

Think of all the job opportunities for a person with a voice that carries: opera singer, trading-floor stock guy, professional yodeler, and the guy at the fair that tries to guess your weight, just to name a few.

Cut the boy some slack. They make the bad guys look cooler, anyhow. You can't tell me Vader in his get-up wasn't way cooler than Luke in his little khaki pants. And even ol' Han Solo was made to be a "bad boy."

scott h said...

I think it is time for you to reconnect with your inner child and dress up just like Rakes. Put on your tighty whiteys ram a vacuum sweeper ext. down in them and run up and down the neighborhood streets screaming " I AM YOUR FATHER!!

Ted D said...

Edge, I don't worry about what the other people think: I'm just trying to give them an explanation.

Mattie, Han Solo WAS the man: it's just Rakes has more Darth Vader tendencies is all.

Bub, it's boxer briefs all the way for the boy and I: it's just his have Ninja Turtles on them while mine are Red Sox related.

Other than that, I'd say your idea is doable.

Stacy said...

He's got the pirate look down. :) And the Wal-Mart bathroom story is a hoot! Was Angie looking for a large display to hide behind?

Stacy said...

BTW, Ted's right; Hans Solo was the man! :)

Ted D said...

Funny part was, Stacy, Ciera was not embarassed in the least. Top of her lungs "I DIDN'T GET TO WIPE!".

Somedays you just feel like a bug and life is the windshield.

Tex said...

\\Why does he always want to play the villain?//

you haven't figured that out yet? cos they get to smash, maim and destroy

Edge of Design said...

"Somedays you feel like a bug and life is a windshield" Did you make that one up? It's great! I suppose you could also say, where giving explanation is concerned, "they're not mine; we rented them" and THEN have fun checking out folks faces.

Ted D said...

Makes sense to me, Tex. Trot is currently fascinated with Woody and Buzz from Toy Story, so there is at least hope.

Edge, I heard it somewhere: probably a country song. I like the "We rented them" line: I'll pass it on to Angie!

Tree Newt said...

And, just for the record, you are out of control with the pic at the top of your blog. It's like you're living vicariously through this thing! You change NOTHING in your day-to-day life, yet the pics and links on your blog change daily.

Tex said...

ted i think your brother is jealous

scott h said...

I think what is happening is your pack of wild off springs can feel that they have you weak and backed into a corner. They are waiting for you to doze off and then attack for complete control of the Pride.

Ted D said...

Tex, I think you are right: My computer skillz have him in awe.

Bub, you are probably closer to the truth than you realize: though we just got back from a neighborhood Christmas party and had NO KIDS! The In-Laws came over and we got to hang out with other adults for an hour and a half.

We got a glimpse of how the other half lives.

Tex said...

hell Ted. Im IN utter amazement at what you've done.



how much does it cost to hire a teenage webmaster anyway?

Ted D said...

I've shocked Tex.

That has GOT to be a first.

And I'll have you know I did it all myself. I actually had about 2 hours of quiet today, and just messed around with the blog a little bit. Gonna try to do more later.

Tex said...

I think ive created a blogster :)

Ted D said...

Yep: if anybody complains, I'm telling them it's all your fault. ;)

Tex said...

fine. Ill send you my bill of teaching. I could use some spring training vacation money

Tex said...

i think im with mattie now. youve got WAY too much time on your hands :0

Ted D said...

Checks in the mail.

And I don't have too much free time: I just make good use of mine, unlike my moss eating brother and my adopted sister. :p

Tex said...

huh?? wait?? was that an insult? fine I changed my color. I like the slideshow thingie of yours. maybe ill venture into that too.

Ive been writing again. I am going to seriously look into publishing my poetry this year.

Ted D said...

I was just responding to you two ganging up on me, Tex. ;)

Glad to hear you are writing again. When you're good at something, you need to keep doing it. Just remember, first copy is for me.

And I want it signed.

Tex said...

you need to change the color of your blog title. and who's photos are you using there? you sure do change them regularly....or is that another secret you learned to change them automatically?

Tex said...

my my my Ted is getting all hoity toity

Ted D said...

Tex, it's just different pictures I've saved on the computer over the past year or so. Most of them are from the Globe, some from yahoo, etc.. And no, I haven't figured out how to do it automatically like Red and Denton. I'm working on it, though.

And WHY do I need to change the color of my title?

Ted D said...

What did I do now? Hoity Toity?

Tex said...

the other pic that was up, it was hard to read the title cos of the color. check out my blog now :)

Ted D said...

Gotcha.

Yeah, some don't show up as well. I've been following the advice of my Yoda, who once said this.

"Just keep messing around on there: you'll figure it out."

It's a miracle I can post on the thing. ;)