Welcome to the Jake Chronicles!

The Jake Chronicles is a short, periodic snippet of the adventures of toddler Jake Blake. We get to see the Blake world from Jake’s perspective as he spends time with his parents and crazy uncles!

 

 

Uncle Tyler’s watching me today while my mom goes shopping with Isabelle for stuff for my new brother or sister. He’s a pretty cool guy and sometimes I mistake him for my dad, but my dad would never be caught dead wearing a T-shirt that says President of the Mile High Club, whatever that means.

 

“Jake, now that your momma is gone, we’re going to watch something a little more entertaining than Doodles the Bear. Want to watch some motor cross?”   Tyler sat down a tray of snacks on the coffee table and flopped on the couch.

 

Uh oh. I think I hear mom’s phone ringing. She’s been forgetting things lately, and then she cries because she forgot. Dad hugs her a lot and I let her help me put on my jammies at night even though I can do it myself. Uncle Tyler just picked up mom’s phone and he looks scared. It must be Michelle.

 

            “Jake, it’s Michelle. Should I answer it?”

 

For a guy who liked to play it cool, Uncle Tyler was sweating like a cow at a steak house. I don’t know Uncle Tyler, Michelle said something about castrating you while holding a pair of scissors in her hand, whatever that means. He’s going for it anyway.

 

            “Hey Michelle it’s Tyler. Morgan’s not here. How are you?”

            “How the hell am I?” Michelle said.

            “I have you on speaker and Jake’s in the room.” Tyler hit the speaker button and winked at Jake.

            “Where’s Morgan?”

            “She went out shopping with Isabelle.”

            “And she left Jake with you?”

            “I’m a good babysitter. I watch Jake all the time.” Tyler laughed.

            “Hi Jake. Are you OK? Does Uncle Tyler have you tied up?”

            “Hi Michelle.” Jake got close to the phone.

            “So how have you been?” Tyler interrupted.

            “None of your business. I have nothing to say to you Tyler Blake. You stood me up.”

            “It couldn’t be helped. I got stuck in Florida at a racing event.”

            “I saw you on TV with that blonde girl. Was she part of your pit crew?”

            “No that was a friend.” Tyler winced and ran a hand over his face.

 

Poor Uncle Tyler. By the time Michelle hung up on him he looked like he needed a nap. Mom and Dad talk about those two a lot. Dad says Tyler needs to do some more growing before he can date one woman. But I don’t know, Uncle Tyler is pretty tall, how much bigger does he need to get?

 

            “Jake, I think I’m wearing her down.” Tyler smiled and offered him a potato chip.

 

Uncle Tyler’s idea of progress may be different from everyone else. He did come to Philadelphia to take Michelle to dinner but he chickened out and hid at our house for two days before leaving. Mom says since he’s a Blake, there may still be hope for him yet.

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