Saturday, May 23, 2009

The Jakester

Let me flash you my fake, cheesy smile so that you will adore me.

We have always called Jacob, Jake. Or Jakey. The only time he is called Jacob is when he is in trouble.

He's been in trouble a lot lately.

It's a good thing he is just so stinkin' cute!

Tonight I was scrubbing him in the bathtub and called him Jake. He said, "I not Dake."
"Oh, really? Who are you?"
"I Dacob!"
"You're Jacob?"
"Yeah...I not Dake, I Dacob." He proud of himself for outwitting me.

At prayer time, he listened to big brother Jordan pray, "Please hewp us obey Mommy and Daddy. Please hewp Dakey and I not to get out of our beds."

The truth is, Jordan pretty much never disobeys...and he rarely breaks the you-will-stay-in-your-beds-unless-the-house-is-on-fire-or-someone-is-barfing rule. Jake on the other hand....

Jake never stays in bed. N.E.V.E.R. It doesn't matter how much he gets punished, he just can't seem to resist the allure of a closet full of interesting things to ruin.

So...its Jake's turn to pray. He can't quite remember Jordan's whole prayer so his verson sounded like this: "Pwease hewp Mommy and Daddy stay in der beds."

Today was spent getting the house ready to put on the market. UGH. It made me grumpy. OK--I guess the correct thing to say is that I CHOSE to be grumpy by the five hours I spent in the girls' room sorting through their toys (junk) and throwing things away.

The gross things I found were nothing, though, in comparison to what Taylor found lurking in his closet.

Any guesses? A cucumber? No. A shriveled pickle? No. A pea pod on steroids? No.

It was.....

A banana.




Angie said...

Ah, once again, I think Jacob and Charlie are related. Either that, or they're texting one another to work a plan. As of now, the only things Charlie has in his bedroom are his bed, an empty toy box and a closet with clothes and some toys he can't matter what he tries to climb on! He's staying in bed a little more...

Lori said... must get out of bed in the morning & just wonder, 'ok, how quickly will today's blog material be handed to me?' It is just too funny that there is always something happening...and it almost always revolves around Jake. It could be a sit-com on TV. I can't tell you how excited I get when I see you've posted something new...because it's a guarantee laugh!

The banana....that's too funny. I shudder to think of what I would find in Brenden's room. I can assure you, it wouldn't be fruit...or anything else healthy. Perhaps old Twinkies...I'm actually sure of it.

I hope you stayed in your bed last really need to be a good example to the children you know. Heehee!

Joyful Mom said...

You and me both, friend--working our tails off to get the house ready to put on the market. I am so with you--grumpy as heck :) Selling a house has got to be one of my worst things to do.
A banana, are you kidding me--you could totally donate that thing to science!

Trying to have a good attitude here in CO, where Spring has totally disappeared and it feels like winter all over again. Ug.

trustandobey said...

Sadly,I knew instantly that the mystery object was a mumified banana.That is all i will say.