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21 Apr 2019

DYLANism: the Truth about Easter ~ Busted

~~ here is an oldie but goodie that I saw in my Reader yesterday as I reread this year’s Easter Post. This post from 3 years ago was an intro for things to come…..

4/7/2015

Easter morning went off without a hitch this year. Through a series of poor communication, that my family is getting famous for, our girls ended up with four Easter baskets each. [same this year in 2018 ugh…something has to change!!] We have enough Easter candy in our home to fill a small Dollar General!

Daddy! Whah do you mmmmean I have too much cammmdie. Dis isn’t mumpch at all!

We had Easter dinner. Ate our fill and beyond. Then clean up was left to moi, a.k.a. the Easter bunny.

So while I was cleaning up Dylan decided to go back to our computer and play with her adopted-pet stuffed-dog-thingy that she got for Christmas. You adopt your stuffed toy, give it a name, and then log on the computer to find out all about it; history birthday, favorite foods and such.

She came out of my office and confronted me about 3 minute later. She walks up into my face and firmly states, “I know who the Easter bunny is!”

Before I could get out a word she says, “its YOU isn’t it? I know it is.”

Me: “ahhhh…”

Dylan: “the receipt from the Target store is laying on top of the desk and at the top of it is everything that was in my Easter basket….”

Me: “ahhh….”

Dylan: “See? Ring pop. Peeps. Peeps. Chocolate Bunny. Sweet Tarts. Jelly Beans. Its YOU! I know its you, isn’t it?”

Me: “ahhh… Mommy and I bought you some stuff we thought we knew you would like to get you an extra basket cause you and Skylar have been so good this year.”

Dylan: “I knew it. I knew it…”

Seven years old! She is so going to be out smarting me when she becomes a teenager.

…or before. I am so in trouble!

I guess we will have to have a plan for Christmas. Pay in cash? Not very likely for this Santa Clause.

Easter Bunny’s credit slip

Posted in DYLANism's and tagged busted, Dylan, Easter, Easter Bunny, Easter candy, perceptive, Smarties, too smart

09 Jun 2017

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DYLANism ~ please don’t candy-coat it

Remember several years ago when the cute little words of wisdom used to roll off my oldest daughter’s mouth, which I tried to coin, “DYLANisms“?

Well this old blog has slowed down, partly because these cute little innocent lines just don’t roll off her tongue so much any more.. And I have missed them.

Or have I?

Last Thursday, through a few scheduling snafu’s Dylan ended up having to ride with me to get my haircut. Well she had been talking about getting a summer cut too so I thought why not let her get first salon experience also? Kinda like an impromptu Daddy Date.

And she did, she got the full treatment. Even a professional lesson on washing and drying her hair

…as well as how not to dry your hair.

She’s getting older!

Anyway, every time I sit down to get my haircut I always jokingly tell my stylist I would like her to cut it in a way that makes me look younger…and maybe a bit more professional.

Well this girl is good but not that good!

So when she was done I turned to Dylan and asked her, “What do you think?”

You see every-time I come home from getting my haircut as soon as I walk in the door the first thing out of her mouth is, “Daddy, I like your haircut!“

So I asked her half-heartedly, “Do you think I look any younger?” expecting some sort of nice complimentary reply.

She shook her head no.

Disillusioned I said, “No? Why not? What more does she need to do to help me look younger?“

Dylan innocently looks up at me, “Your face!”

Thank you! Thank you!

My stylist and I both looked at each other and burst out laughing.

“You don’t have a sander, do you?” I asked.

I think next time she can find her own stylist.

That’s all for now. Have the best summer weekend knuckleheads!

I’ll try to do better next time.

Do you think I look any younger?

Posted in DYLANism's and tagged a little younger?, comediane, Dylanism, fountain of youth, haircut, I look like a troll that somebody ran over, I need a trim, too cute, ugly

23 Mar 2015

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SKYLARism:

Sunday was a lazy day. It was raining for what seemed like the tenth day in a row.

We came home from church and brunch. The girls had their baths and we put them to bed.

Mom and Dad have been good. I guess they deserve some quiet time.

With the To-Do lists majorly caught up, Mom and I decided to take a break. We found a movie, among all the quietness, and Mom helped herself to a glass of wine and some slices of cheese to go with our Sunday Matinée.

For ‘medicinal’ purposes

At the end of our brief hiatus from reality Skylar comes down from her nap and sits on Mom’s lap, laying her little head on Mom’s shoulder. After a few minutes a sleepy Skylar sits up and squints her eyes at Mom, barely opening them enough to let the light in and says,

“Mom, you smell like the blood of Jesus”

Mom and I looked at each other and smiled. Maybe Mom communed too much?

Peace be with you Skylar!

How do you know what ‘the blood of Jesus’ smells like anyway?

Posted in DYLANism's and tagged blessed, blood of Jesus, Dylanism, just one more glass, Skylarism

10 Mar 2015

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DYLANism: My sweaters don’t feel that soft

Dylan: “Hey, can I pet your dogs?”

Neighborhood guy: “Sure you can. They like to be petted.”

Dylan: “What kind of dogs are they? They are really soft.”

Neighborhood guy: “They are poodles. Watch out they might jump up on you!”

Dylan: “Poodles, huh? They sure are cute and friendly.

I think they need a shave!”

Neighborhood guy: “What makes you say they need a shave?”

Dylan: “They look like sheep!”

Thank you! Thank you! I am yours all da week

Posted in DYLANism's and tagged baaaa, cute, shaved, sheep, soft, sweaters

10 Nov 2014

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SKYLARism

This week in Sunday School our kid’s teacher drew a frowny face on the palm of each child’s hand. She explained that the frowny face represented sin.

The kids took a good hard look at it.

She would later go on and wipe off the frowny face on each child’s hand and told the analogy of this is what Jesus did for us by dieing on the cross; He ‘wiped away’ all our sins.

Only Skylar’s frowny face wouldn’t wipe off!

The teacher tried and tried to wipe off the frowny face from Skylar’s hand but it wouldn’t come off. The teacher, feeling sorry for Skylar, apologized to her for making her hand dirty.

Skylar shrugged her shoulders and conceded,

“Its OK. I’ve been a little mean sometimes.“