Dillon-isms

Recent funny little comments from the Dillynator.

Singing in the car with Brandon -
Dillon starts jammin' out when this song comes on in the truck so Brandon says:
Dad - you like this song? (Listening to Jesse McCartney Leavin - ummm don't watch the video just listen :) )
Dillon - Yeah, I like this one, stop singing!

Once again singing with Brandon, Dillon in his seat just singing to himself
"103.3 turning to Apologize... IT'S TOO LATE TO 'POLOGIZE"
He can sing almost the whole song, it's his favorite.

My children recently learned some devastating news... they probably will never have a dog. This is crushing - horrible, misery inducing, life altering, pick one - to them as you who have met my children will know. That was a few weeks ago after we can home from my parents and the beloved Bowzer, the Bowz is the greatest thing in the world to them, particularly Kenzie who is a dog lover extraordinaire. Okay back to the story...

I'm in the kitchen - where I live... :)
Dill - Mom, are you allergic to baby bears?
Me - Well, I think so but I've never been around one
Dill - so does that mean we can get one ?
Me - uhhh, no.
Dill - I would keep its house in my room and carry it with me everywhere and you would never even see it, now can I have a baby bear?


Later that day...
Mom, are you allergic to alligators?



I know these things are mainly adorable to the mother of the child, but I wanted to record them :)

IT TOOK ME 25 YEARS AND 11 MONTHS TO LEARN THIS!?!?!?

Life's lessons are so unexpected. As I contemplate this post I can hear my mothers words echoing in my head. They are reverberating around in there like a record with a scratch. Why is it so hard to obey? My mother, who is twice my age and more than triple my intellectual power and street smarts :) has told me certain things over and over so many times if I think about them I can hear her voice just like she is standing next to me instead of 2,533 miles away.

I believe mothers specialize in nagging. It is the only way things happen to our satisfaction and proper timing. I prefer to call it gently nudging. Kind of like when you are pregnant and you first feel your baby kicking. It starts out so little, just little whispers of a flutter against you. Then as the fetus grows those flutters become a little more noticeable and grow even still to be, well, rather unpleasant, particularly around your internal organs that are unaccustomed to being assaulted by feet. I regularly "nudge" members of my family, the way my mother nudged me, her mother did her and so on, throughout all of human existence, with the possible exception of the Garden of Eden. Eve doesn't seem like a gentle nudger, not until they got kicked out of there anyway, I like to think of her as more of a do-it-yourselfer...

For my wonderful children and husband the initial nudge is so gentle and sweet - they are my soft little flutterings and whisper sweet voice. Then it grows, depending on the importance of the issue it can grow exponentially and other flutters just turn into nudges and grow into taps - at times incessant tapping, not unlike the torture we inflicted as children involving sitting on someone and "tapping" their forehead until they can name 10 cereals.

I conclude these thoughts with one thing remaining unsaid which I dedicate to my dearest nudger, who nudged and tapped me through the first 25 years and 11 months of my existence.

Mother, I gargled hot salt water and dang it all, it worked.

My BFF

(photo courtesy of google who led me to someone elses blog:) )

This stuff is AMAZING!!! The catch is you have to start it within a few hours of discovering you have a cold.

I was visiting teaching a couple months ago and in between making the calls and showing up I had started in on a HORRIBLE cold, within hours, you could tell it was "that" cold - usually my colds last for weeks with the hacking - going to make you throw up cough and making my asthma act of somethin' fierce thus making a cold way more miserable. Our bishops wife (who I visit teach) ran up, grabbed a q-tip and Zicam and made me shove it up my nose (yes, a little awkward but worth every second!!!) It's not instant relief or anything, it just makes your cold go away faster. Rather than the usual 2+ weeks a cold usually lasts me, it was gone in a couple days and being gone so quickly it didn't even impact my asthma - YEAHHHHH! As normal breather ya'll might not understand the importance of this - but to a wheezing geezer, this is HUGE! It has been my constant companion during these last few months and as I pass yet another cold this week with great ease and "very little inconvenience to myself" (random P&P quote, for those completely obsessed - or maybe it's just me???) I will willingly pay $12 for a couple days worth of a cold. (if you google Zicam coupons you can print a $1 off coupon, I'm big into coupons...) Another bonus, since my colds have been so short my kids haven't gotten them once! Yeah for healthy kids!!!!!

Mama, I done did git the gator.

More from the sunny south. My Mom emailed me the pictures and now I happily relate to you the joys of "Gator Country."















I would like to introduce you to Banana. She is an albino bermese python, would you like one?














More introductions, this is Chubbs, he is a 3 year old alligator who is unable to open his mouth - that's why he's so little and they can pass him around to 2 & 4 year olds without fear :)

Dillon held him too, but it was very quick and he was pretty nervous so I grabbed him away rather quickly. I'd like you to notice my expression, yes, that is a blissful grimace :)














Kenzie was more than willing to hold the alligator, the lizard and the snake, she's one tough cookie - I wouldn't mess with her :)














This is Big Al, he is the largest alligator in captivity weighing in at over 1000 lbs and 13 1/2 feet long. We went when the gators were getting ready to hibernate. In the winter they slow their hearts down so that they only beat 3 times per minute. They also don't eat anything because it would rot in their belly's and kill them. Delightful knowledge gained in Gator Country, so educational. However next time we will go when they are HUNGRY, it would be more fun :)

The man poking Big Al was very interesting, I had no idea there were people in the world that had such interest in these foul beasts. He loved them!!! He knew everything there was to know and was genuinely concerned about their well being and happiness! It was so interesting, I really learned more than I ever cared to know about alligators and crocodiles - and now that I am in the know, I have permission to call them crocs and gators...

Did any of you know that alligators hiss, I didn't either, it comes right before the SNAP! :)

Our Trick or Treaters

Dorothy and the Scarecrow were very willing to be photographed, the witch was not so keen since the tin man's costume didn't fit.