Over the summer, the kids went on vacation to the Jersey shore with their mother. I know you’ll recall a few episodes ago on thePlanet of the Jakes, where Jakob started calling Jethro, Deblett (which, btw…he did stop calling him) on that very same vacation. Along with calling his brother a stupid name, Jakob picked up a new pair of sunglasses. And that’s were, well…let’s just say that’s where our story begins:
“Jakob…” Natalia said, throwing down her suitcase in the middle of the living room floor. The rest of her kin followed suit, the vacation with their mom over. Sadly enough (for me, that is). “Show Dad your new sunglasses.”
One night toward the end of the vacation, the kids and I were making our way through the crowd on the boardwalk, for no particular purpose, really. We had already walked the boards 50 million times that week. We had seen all that had to be seen. Bought whatever needed buying. But, as “they” say, the rain in Spain stays mainly in the plain when in Rome…
In our clan, we all have this tendency to re-name one another. We’re much like the Native Americans, changing our names as needed.
But, Jakob? He takes it to a whole nuther level. Like the time he changed the first letter in everyone’s name to an “R”. “Dad” became “Rad”. “Nat” became “Rat”. Etc ad infinitum. Then there was the time “Rake” started called his friend Tom…Obama?!?! How do you go from Tom to Obama? It’s a good question. It’s almost like 7 degrees of Kevin Bacon. Jake starts off calling Tom, “Bom”. It evolves to Bama and from there it’s only a short jump to Obama.
Before we left Jakob’s school for the aquarium, we were told by the teachers chaperoning the trip NOT to go into the gift shop. For obvious reasons. We went in, anyway, not because I’m a rebel or have a problem with authority. No. I went in to take pics of all the stupid crap they’re selling there. Otherwise? You think I’d take four 10 year olds into a gift shop? Hells no!