Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Tabor Dahl

This picture is from 5 years ago.  Braeden and Tabor.  Does every uncle teach their nephews how to tie them up?
We got home from our Sunday night visit at Geri's house and listened to the answering machine.  Braeden took a big drink of water while we were listening and had to spit it into the sink to keep from choking because he was laughing so hard.  I carefully listened to the message to transcribe it here.  It's not as funny without Tabor's voice delivering it, but it still makes me laugh.  Happy is the girl that calls Tabor her brother.

Hello, this is Tabor Dahl*.  

It is about 8:30 Mountain Time on Sunday evening.  I was just calling you, Braeden, for your birthday.  I realize that was yesterday, but when I had a chance to call you I knew that the Seahawks game was still going on.  I wasn't sure if you folks were involved with that or not--I guess I thought maybe you ought to be if you weren't.   I hope you had a good birthday.

I still haven't talked to Mark for his birthday.  I left a similar message then.  This answering machine may just be in a dark storage unit somewhere that nobody ever checks.  If you do check it, happy birthday and I hope all is well.  I will be more diligent at calling in the future.  My ancient cell phone went the way of all the world and so at some point I need to start over with putting numbers in my new phone that I can't activate yet because we live in the middle of nowhere.  I'm not sure if this is all relevant or if any of it is, but I hope things are going well for you and I'll talk to you later.

I love you.


Here we are at a Seahawks football game a few years years ago (our cousin Harvey was playing and yes, we were as cold as we look):

Come and visit me again, Tabor (Dahl).  You don't have to break your leg again, but come and see me. 

*He always says it's Tabor Dahl just in case I 1) don't recognize his voice--I do--or 2) know a lot of Tabors--I don't.  Actually I tease him about it but it isn't his fault.  We are genetically predisposed to like the name Dahl.  It's a family trait we are all afflicted with.  We wear the name Dahl pretty proudly.


Olivia Cobian said...

Nice post. I'm glad to be one of those lucky girls who calls Tabor Dahl brother.

Olivia Cobian said...

I just saw the word was happy, not lucky. I consider myself both.

Katie said...

I also was laughing during the message, it's just as funny to watch as to hear.


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