Dylan, The Super Hero!

Here's to Brother Dylan!

Tonight as we were out in the yard playing, I heard a cheerful familar sound.........carousel music. What? Where's is it coming from? As I looked down the street, I saw this big white truck headed our way with children's music blaring loudly. That's right.....it was an old fashion ice cream truck!! The kiddos and I were bursting with excitement when we realized what it was and that it was headed our way. The ice cream truck is such a fond childhood memory for me! The kiddos asked, "Mommy, can we get some ice cream.......PLEEEAAASE?" My initial response was "Oh no, I don't believe I have any money" (since I truly didn't have any cash on me). But as quick as a flash, as the truck pulled right in front of our driveway, Dylan came running out of the house waving a $20 bill with a HUGE smile on his face beaming "I'm buying, girls!" (he had run up to his room and pulled cash out of his piggy bank). It was truly a classic and I laughed hysterically as the girls were jumping up and down screaming "YEAH DYLAN!!!!!!". So they each picked out their frozen treat of choice and Dylan received oodles of thanks and kisses.


What a little dude! We are always telling him how much we love his caring heart, his amazing generosity and his gift of thoughtfulness. He is "so full of love" and the chance to be a Super Hero to his sisters is priceless. When he told his dad tonight at bedtime what he had done, he could hardly contain himself he was so joyful and proud. It's moments like these that are glimpses of Heaven on earth.