Rankin's Thoughts #6

RANKIN: This is your warning.

RANKIN: I don't get it. Why does everyone think my feet are so stinkin' cute?

RANKIN: I got my arms out! I got my arms out!

Rankin's Thoughts #5

RANKIN: How funny. That lady's pajamas look exactly like the clothes she wore all day.

RANKIN: I can't stop looking in this furry mirror.

RANKIN: When I wake up this giraffe better be MUCH bigger.

Rankin's Thoughts #4

RANKIN: Must....not....let....sneeze....win.

RANKIN: This would be a lot cuter if we were cognitively aware that our arms are linked.

RANKIN: So you're telling me I can make this thing do whatever I want?

RANKIN: Hey cousin, I'm in the 99th percentile and your lap is in the 50th. See the problem?

Rankin's Thoughts #3

RANKIN: I better not do this too often or they'll make me carry this heavy thing around all the time.

RANKIN: Exactly what a 3 month old needs: an exfoliated right ear.

RANKIN: I'll wait until I grow out of this onesie to tell them I'm more of a Stones guy.

Rankin's Thoughts #2

RANKIN: See this eye? It's watching you. And if you try to set me in that white wooden cage I will open the other one. And you know what that means.

RANKIN: Hey dog, you should try pooping inside sometime. They don't mind when I do it.

RANKIN: Why is this kid sitting up like some sort of expert? If he was a real friend he'd slump over and stare at the ceiling so I don't look bad.

Rankin's Thoughts #1

RANKIN: What's so cute about this? You dressed me up to look like the thing you're trying to kill in the laundry room.

RANKIN: Lady, you're supposed to lie next to me until I fall asleep not the other way around. I hope you get a gas bubble and wake up screaming.

RANKIN: I shouldenna taken that lassst shotttt.