The Diaper Song (written and produced by Andy Nelson, from the perspective of Bradford)

I got some pee on my wee and some poop on my butt,

Can somebody get me a diaper!

I got some pee on my wee and some poop on my butt, 

What does it take to get me a diaper!

If I don’t get a diaper soon, I just might pee on you…

(repeat all lines)

A year ago, I don’t think I would have predicted that we would be cracking up laughing singing a song about pee and poop…gotta love parenthood!

Dear Aunt Mags,

I would like you to know that I am quite distraught that I was not at your wedding.  However, I am glad to send you my dearest congratulations and share my excitement with you that you are now Maggie Mills.  I hear that my new Uncle Justin has a pretty cool dog, so I’m excited to have a new cousin to play with.  My humans returned home last night, and told me all about it.  I hear you were the most beautiful bride they had ever seen, and that you were married outside on a farm (which would have been a perfect place for a Dean Dog, unfortunately they did not think so.)  The humans had so much fun, and could not stop talking about being with you and all the other family members.  They also told me that you are now at the beach called the Dominican Republic.  I’m not sure what that is, but I hope that there are dogs there to keep you company, and lots of cheese to eat.

I miss you Aunt Maggie.  One other thing, my humans also forgot my wedding gift.  I was sitting here all weekend, wondering why they did not take it to you.  When you come back from that beach, I will make sure that you get my present.

I love you Maggie and I love Justin too.  Tell him welcome to the family for me.

Opal Dean

Take me out to the Ball Game

Well it’s Braves season, which means a lot more of the TV on, fantasy baseball, and lots of phone time for Andy discussing the Braves with other friends.  He announced the other day to a friend, “the Braves don’t play until 10 tonight, which means a late night for me.”  When they are playing, he is watching (when at all possible).  So, how more appropriate than to take some father-son shots dressed in their Braves gear.  Check out these 2 fans:

Visit with the Greats

We had a great visit last Friday with Andy’s grandparents.  Yes, we did drive to Augusta on Master’s day and did not see any golf.  Bradford was dressed in his golfing outfit though, just for good times.  Here are some pictures from his first meeting with his great-grandparents:

Bradford with Great-grandma Dotsie and Great-Grandpa Dick

4 Generations of Men: Andy, Bradford, Dick, and Brad

Andy, Dotsie, me and Bradford

Hanging out with Great-Grandpa

To act Justly, and to love Mercy

**Update:  The trial went well, and I just found out that the guy was found guilty and sentenced to life with 25 years to serve and 25 years probation.  Praise God for justice served in this situation, and for the little girl who can feel safe knowing that he is in jail for a long time.**

I am reminded tonight of one of the evils of the world as I sit and prepare to go to court tomorrow.  In my job at the TreeHouse, I worked with numerous children who are victims of some type of abuse.  The statistics are startling: 1 in 4 girls and 1 in 6 boys will be victims of sexual abuse by the time they are 18!  Wow!  It is easy to sit back and act like this isn’t true, that abuse doesn’t happen, and that my time at the TreeHouse was just a dream.  Sadly, this is not the case.  It is real and it does exist, and there are a lot of children out there who need help.  

Our pastor has been doing a sermon series on justice and mercy recently; as a result, I have been thinking about these kids a lot and what I can do to help.  I so admire all the staff who passionately serve kids day in, day out at the TreeHouse.   I learned so much from the ladies I worked with, and am sad that I am no longer in a position where I will see them and the many kids we worked with every day.  My role has changed as I’m home with sweet Bradford, and I have been praying for direction as to how I can use my experience to still make a difference.  The part of my job I was always very anxious about was going to court.  Unfortunately, when God calls us to something, it’s not always easy and it’s often something we cannot do on our own.  So, in answer to my prayers, I will be going to court tomorrow to attempt to “act justly, love mercy, and walk humbly with your God.” (Micah 6:8).  With much prayer and preparation, I am anxious, yet thankful for the chance to be a part of justice being served.

That said, I would appreciate your prayers for the trial that is going on this week.  Please pray for the little child that will have to testify, for all the other witnesses – that we would be able to speak clearly and communicate truth, for the jury- that they would hear the truth clearly, and for justice to be served in this situation.

The Songs we Sing

One of the things that surprised me when I married Andy was the fact that he sings all the time…really all the time.  Most of the songs are made up and have some mentioning of Opal Dean, Winnie (the cat), or our names.  They are often to the tune other songs and they tend to bring a lot of laughther into our home.  For example, Opal Dean’s theme song for a while went like this (to the tune of the Ludacris song “Apple Bottom Jeans, Boots with the Fur…):

“We got that Opal Dean Dog, paws with the fur, all the other dogs are lookin’ at her.  

She hit the flo’, next thing you know, Dean goes low, low, low, low, low, low, low…”

Well, since Bradford has been born, there have been numerous songs made up, mostly by Andy.  The songs have served different purposes: to calm a crying baby, to make him laugh, or just to entertain.  Here are a few:

The Original (written by all family members)

Dean Dog, she is a sweet, sweet breed.

Bradford, he is a sweet, sweet boy.

Dean Dog, she will protect you.

She’ll be your best friend for all of your days. (repeat).


Big Man, Little Man song (written and produced by Andy Nelson)

We got a Big man and a little man, hanging out in the house.

We got a Big man and a little man, hanging out in the house.

(numerous verses follow depending on what they are doing).

Ex. The big man’s watching a Braves game, while the little man poops his pants.


Cold Feet (also written and produced by Andy Nelson)

We got a little man with some cold feet.

Cold feet, cold feet…I got some cold feet, so please get me some socks.

I got some cold feet, cold feet, cold feet, will somebody please get me some socks.


Big Belly (again, written and produced by Andy Nelson)

We got a big big belly on a little, little man.

We got a big, big belly on a little, little man.

We got a big, big belly on a little, little man.

We got a big big belly…


Oh, the Sweet sweet Breed of Dean Dog (to the tune of Oh, the sweet sweet love of Jesus)

Oh, the sweet, sweet Breed of Dean Dog

Oh, how she loves you sweet sweet Boy.

Always loving, forever noble,

She will be with you all of your days.


Thanks Dad for always making us laugh!

1st Haircut

It’s hard to believe that before Bradford turned 3 months old, we already gave him his first haircut.  He was born with a full head of hair, and was rocking some pretty long side burns as well as an emerging baby mullet.  It was time for a trim, and Andy proudly took on the task of giving him his first cut:

Post-bath, Ready for the cut

Dad the Barber

Around the back

"Enough of the hair cutting dad!"