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03 Dec 2011

No Dylan, Santa Clause did not leave you anything last night

This is the weekend we Deck the Halls for the Holidays. Where the heck did we get all this stuff? Every year we seem to depreciate the house and the decoration inventory just a little bit more with all the unpacking and packing. Every year we some how seem to get more decorations too. So get ready!

Now, the big question is…how do we keep a very curious and energetic 20 month old from ‘climbing up’ on the Christmas tree platform and racing the antique train or tramping on the villagers below? Dylan did surprise us the same year she was 20 months old. Cross your fingers! If anyone has any ideas here PLEASE comment.

Sadly, we do not have to worry about the enthusiasm of our wonderful greyhound’s tail sweeping the Christmas tree and reducing the ornament collection this year. With all the excitement of the Holidays Dylan mentions how she misses ol’ Cloudy almost every day lately.

But this year it is all about the kids, as it will be for years to come. Seeing the beaming smiles on these girls faces is worth all the depreciation and the time decking and undecking. Dylan made sure Santa knew what she wanted this year…she took the Target magazine with her as she sat on Santa’s lap. And then asks why Santa did not leave the toy for her in the living room every morning when we get up. ..Hold on Dylan, hold on!

I hafta go now…I need to find those replacement lights……..

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02 Dec 2011

Bath Time!

I guess my newly assigned roles, besides ‘Daddy’, are nanny, home-school professor, cleaner, utility manager and playmate. Sooo, it seems inevitable that I must take on the role of giving baths. : (

Now I don’t directly avoid the giving of baths. We are really lucky as both the girls really love water. They play and splash and don’t fuss. Its just that this old fart’s knees and back want to argue with me while I bathe the babes sometimes.

Tonight was no exception. As I showed my wife this new web site’s look (me stalling) the kids were laughing and carrying on in the bath. She knew, as good mothers do, they were making a mess back there. And so it was. BUT, turning lemons into lemonade, I took an old towel and mopped up the floor with it and then folded it under to pad my poor ol knees. Good Job Girls!

Here are a few pics of Bath Time over the years:

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01 Dec 2011

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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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01 Dec 2011

DYLANism: Where’s Mommy?

11/11 My wife had to spend an ‘overnight’ for her job in Jacksonville, FLA. I spoke to her on the phone that night to summarize the day from both sides. I hung up when we were done and asked Dylan, “Do you know who that was?”

She said, “No.”

I said that was mommy. Dylan asks, “Well where’s mommy?”.

I replied, “Jacksonville.”

And without hesitation Dylan responds, “Jacksonville went up the hill to fetch a pail of water….”

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30 Nov 2011

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DYLANism: on the rocks, no salt

5/11 – After going to the grocery store on a Friday after work, to get a few things for the weekend, we went next door to get a bottle of tequila for some margaritas for the upcoming summer. I walked over to what looked like the familiar label that I like. But when I got to the shelf I realized it was Cuervo Margaritta mix.

The store clerk came over and asked , “Can I help you?”

I said, ” I thought I saw what I was looking for but it wasn’t it.”

Then my 3 year old, that I am carrying the whole time, chimes in to the liquor store lady saying, “No daddy yours is over here”, pointing to a display of Cuervo on the show room floor.

She was right! How embarrassing…my 3yr old can recognize the type of tequila I prefer. I don’t start mixing margaritas until she is in bed. Honest!