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DYLANism(s)…What a surprise!

I have never been around children too often before we had our own. So I do not know what is normal or what is amazing.

Monday night I just finished making dinner. I made dinner because Mom wanted to stay after work and go to the gym, with the New Years Resolution (atta girl!). Time was of the essence as the dinner was coming together, we had just gotten home from getting Mom a Sonic Reese Blast with extra Reeses, and Mom would be home soon. (I know, I am either a great husband, thinking of a Reese surprise for his wife or evil for bringing her a blast after her first attempt in the gym)

I put dinner on the table, without Mom being home. Dylan had just ignored my 4th attempt to get her in her seat, choosing to stay in my chair, stirring my water with my fork. Just then she knocked her chocolate milk on to the floor making a small mess. So I did something I should not have done. I yelled at her. I told her, “I have asked you 4 times now to get in your chair. Please get in your chair so we can eat!”

So Dylan quietly walked around to her seat without a word.

I had taken a few bites of dinner around a quiet dinner table when I heard Dylan tapping her index finger on her lip. I looked up at her as she asked herself a question out loud.

“Hmmm?”, she thinks. “What would make Daddy happy? What would make Daddy happy, while looking at me.

You couldn’t help but smile at her with her innocence and good nature.

She said, “Daddy are you happy now? You are smiling. Are you happy now?”

Just then Mom walks thru the door. Dylan runs over to give her a hug.

Mom asks, “Am I missing dinner?”

Dylan enthusiastically responds, “We just started Mommy, but you can’t have your ice cream yet. You can’t have your ice cream yet.”

Mom asks, “Why not?”

Dylan answers, “It’s a surprise!”     

Are you happy?

DYLANism…..

Sunday night we were all around the dinner table eating our Sunday dinner. Things are going smoothly and we are all having a bit of fun.

About two thirds of the way thru our meal their was a silence in between conversations. Just then we heard the sound of the ice maker in our refrigerator drop a load of ice in the ice tray. That’s what it does, right? Nothing new there?

Dylan looks up from her meatloaf, her eye brows are all bunched together and breaks the silence, “Daddy, I think the refrigerator just pooted!”

Mommy and I just looked at each other and smiled. “Eat your dinner Dylan”.

DYLANism

We were cleaning up the living room today when Dylan came over to hand me something to throw away. I held out my hand to transfer whatever she had in her hand to the trash.

When I didn’t immediately see anything I said, “What do you have here?”

She says, “Can you throw this away for me?”

I said, ” I don’t see anything” becoming more curious. “Where’d you find it?

Innocently Dylan says, “My nose.”  

Thanks buddy!

“Very Cleverable….”

Well my 3 year old has a new word, “Cleverable”. It’s actually a very good word as she uses it for ‘smart’, as in “Daddy, making us take a bath after playing outside today was very cleverable.”  Good word lil girl.

I was asking family and friends for some feedback on this initial blog and my favorite sister-in-law had a good idea!

I am a big fitness buff. I run and go to the gym when I can. I think it is important to health and one’s outlook. Likewise I think its important for our kids (all kids) to be active and fit too.

For instance, my 3 year old likes to run (who’s doesn’t?). So I took mine to one of my favorite 5K runs a few weeks ago to show her other runners having fun running. I let her ride her bike to the park while I jog with our 18 month in the jogging stroller. I have wrestled with them while mommy makes dinner to keep them out of the kitchen. AND, I am sad to say, my 3 year old has a pretty vicious body slam now! Especially coming off the footstool and I am lying on the floor. OMG! I have to protect myself!

So I am going to start another “Category” for a place to Archive our Fitness Tips to keep these girls fit and active. But I need some help. What should I call it? Help me out Runner Girl? WDYT? Fit To Be Tied? Man In Motion? Movers and Shakers? Running For My Life?

Whaddya think? Could you do me a favor and leave me a note below and tell me which one you like? Or, if you are feeling “cleverable”, let me know your best idea. Thanks from the Fit Crew!

DYLANism: A Time for Giving Thanks

11/11 My whole family was around the TV on the Saturday after Thanksgiving watching a college football game. Mommy was lying on the sofa reading a book. Dylan climbed up from behind the sofa as she usually does.

Dylan was clinging on and trying to see what mommy was doing and  says, “Mommy I think your shirt is getting too little for you. “

A confused and curious mom says, “What are you talking about? This sweater fits fine.”

Dylan perks out, “No mommy, your boobies are coming out!”

We all erupted in a LMAO response.

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