Big Bad Daddy Dick’s Words of Wisdom!!!!

Big Bad Daddy Dick’s Words of Wisdom!!!!                            Compiled by: Sarah


MMM-Bjow Bjow (This one was Matt’s as a tiny boy…it meant Peanut butter at first and then it spread to mean anything he wanted…But Dad is the one who still says it now)

Patty Cake, Patty Cake, Bakers man. Roll ‘em and roll ‘em as fast as you can. Throw ‘em in the airrrrrr…Catch ‘em…And Eat ‘em all up!!!

Rise & Shout the ski cats are out (This was how he woke us up most times…sang to BYU fight song)

Dout (Sarah said this for anything to drink…but dad keeps it going by using it still)

Barnafigleotis

You’re a Kecome Chick

KeeKoo (one of us said this as a little child…not sure which)

Tough Chick Beehive

Bubblegummers

AAAAAAAAAAAAA-Gnnnnnnnn (DeNae’s signature sound as a tiny girl)

Familic Prayer

Familic Home-evnic

Bring your favorite parlour game

Walk quietly and carry a big stink

We found you under a buffalo chip

Too-night too-now

Now brush your teeth…both of them

Here she is….Miss-elanious!

Hooray! Hip! Hip!

Alligator Puss (lipstick)

Camel Slobber (a color he doesn’t like)

You’re probably all wondering why I called this meeting.

Magnafick mui bueno

Chore chore pica chore

Way to go guy!!! (to the cyclist laboring up a very tall mountain)

We say, “Hey dad?”…he’d say “Straw What?”

When you say dad and I say what you are supposed to tell me what you want.

Pritty Pritty = whispered why looking at something pretty or stroking something pretty with a little child

Did you know this was in your hair? (After taking whatever pretty thing was in your hair)

Heavenly stars above us shining

It’s twiddley eyed time…Barroom

It’s twiddley eye time you big baboon…barroom

Way up in a pair of dice, a pair of dice up above. Together at last at twiddley eyed time.

Beautimus

Ints(raisins…as per Shae but carried on by dad)

You are my special angel…heaven is in your nose…

It’s okay…bless it.

Silly Bunnies

You don’t sweat much for a fat girl! (total gest!!!! We girls LOVED it…really!)

Of all my…..you are one of them

One more squirt (to try to get krista and sarah to hurry up as we got ready)

If fluved ya…nerds wouldn’t come in a sleazy way.

Round in snerkles we’d go. Anxillious to tell you but aflayed to slay.

I let my golden chances pace me bay….

If fluved ya; if fluved ya; if fluved ya

Stick Fiddles

Do Good Skipping

Do you still have kissy cheeks?

Benners (bum)

The mighty Flufe (dad’s name for Denae)

Matt the Mule Skinner (shortened to Skinner)

Sooooooo Biiiiiiig!!!!! (taught every baby that one)

Crum Grabbers (hands of little children)

Parrrrrdonnnnnn????? (when mom was trying to teach denae to say this instead of, “Huh?”…dad picked up on it of course.

Synchronize your bladders

Erth berketh = Just because….(a word from Shae when she was a tiny girl. She would ask why and why and why and finally dad would say, “Just because”. Then dad would ask Shae why and why and why and then Shae would say with her heavy lisp…”Rth Ber Keth (Th like in the) and of course dad still uses it regularly)

Tenny Runners (for tennis shoes)

William Tell Overature was sung with lips and tongue (budulump budulump budulump bump bump bump) to get us to hurry up


Dad’s version of “there’s a place for us” west side story            There’s a placebo for us                                                            Somewhere a placebo for us                                                             Hold my nose and I’ll snake you there                                             Hold my nose and I’ll stop and stare…Snare, Snare, Snare


His kiss sound….Snloik Clok Boingiongoingoingoingoingoing (slurp back with mouth then tongue pop and boing…..)

How do you say constipation in Chinese? “Hung Chow”

Flab gabin dab blabber

Put your hair in a bun, crack your knuckles and make your hands fly! (used to make krista and I hissssssssss!!!! “Daaaaaad!!!!! Girls don’t wear buns anymore!!!!!!!!”

Alwright Chooguyz (gangster sounding)

Banf—f (for Banff Canada) I didn’t realized that the second f….or was it the firs?…was silent until she was 26!

Rat Fink

Dirty Rat (or You dirty raaaaat…said naisaly out of the side of your mouth)

Indian tribe story about Falling Rock and Running Bear (bare)…watch for falling rock!!!! (we need a record of the actual story)


The triangle yellow signs…

  1. Sleeping or dead china man
  2. Dancing China man
  3. Bowing china man
  4. Peeing china man
  5. By-o baby bunting

By-o baby bunting Dad’s style

By-o baby bunting                                                                         Daddy’s gone a hunting                                                                             To catch a little rabbit skin                                                                     To wrap our baby Matthew in.

Then to tease Shae he would sing:

 By-o baby bunting                                                                        Daddy’s gone a hunting                                                                          To catch a little skunk skin                                                                     To wrap our little Shae Shae in.  

This is the inspiration for “There’s Shae’s Skunk!!!”


Once upon a time there were 3 horses! (this was to tease Shae who always wanted dad to tell her a story. This got her to stop asking so much)

How’s your nose?!!!!!

Are you making curtains? (To tease when grandma would show him some new fabric for a dress…but I’m not sure this is the exact phrase)

Well you can’t get to heaven! …..Ainta gonna grieve Hallalu my lord no more! (he’d just start singing it as we drove to the mountains to camp or ski…I look back and wonder if we were quarrelling)

I 1 it…I 2 it…I 3 it…I 8 it!!! And dad’s version is…I jumped over and you ate it!


  Nathan Aaron He’s my Boy                                                                   He’s got a mind just like a toy                                                             Bog Falla Bog Falla Bog Falla Bog Falla                                         Bog Falla Bog Falla Boy!!!!

(And one of Nate’s nicknames was Bog Falla) (I practiced being able to say the bog falla chorus for hours…I count it as one of my most prized achievements to be able to sing it fast like dad!


Dad’s version of “it’s a heartache” by Bonny Tyler

It’s a Heartache

Nothin’ but a heart ache

Really makes your nose ache

Even like an old roller skate


Ootah Flutah Shinimah Goosha anima Cassa Rassa Flu (He would give a goodie of rolos or bubble gum when a person learned it…It was our family password…I wonder if we ever really used it! Now all of my children can say it!)

Wood Eye!….Hair lip, hair lip, hair lip, hair lip! Was our family locator call. One would say the first part and then we’d answer the second part!!! It goes with a joke….Someone want to add it?


Mom’s Nicknames:

JP Bridge Bottom

Judy Poody Bridge Bottom

Bridgett

Bridge


Uncle Jerry’s nicknames:

Geraldine Michavitch Ukinvitchy 3rd Queer Beer of the Year


Aunt Nancy’s name:

Neemo Malinkoff Ookenvichey 3rd queer beer of the year


Shae’s nickname:

Shadle Leedle the Leedle beetle

Beed

The Beed


Matt’s nicknames:

Matt the Mule Skinner

Skinner

The Popin Fresh boy

Matty Pat Pat


Nate’s nickname:

Bog Falla


Sarah’s nicknames:

Sariah

Bunny Rabbit


Krista’s nicknames:

Peeta Potta Pitta

Pitta (Sarah couldn’t say Krista so she said Pitta)


DeNae’s nicknames:

Floofer

The mighty Floof


Sox’ (our special Aussie dog) nickname:

Socker Boppers


Dad’s friend’s nickname…Can’t remember his real name:

Payatay Ukaytay You big fat gook ay tay

Payatay


You’ve got bad breath

What a toothpaste

While you fight decay

Z-E-S-T ZEST!!!

Turns, Cuts, Breaks, Tackle (said when you walk toward each other and both go the same way to get around each other)

Aaaaa…you’re a good girl and I thank you now!


Person: “Dad! There’s a (spider, piece of moldy bread, dead mouse….)

Dad: “Don’t eat it!”


Child: “Dad, where’s mom?”

Dad: “You don’t have a mother.”


Squeedle down (for Kneel down)…or just Squeedle


To say good morning dad would often say:

Morgin Morgin…Blix blan bink ban blook blook


Memories of Dad                                                                          Compiled by Shae:

Have a skippy day!

Keekum. Keekum girl.

Shaetle-Leetle-the-Leetle-Beetle.

This is supposed to be a happy occasion!

Hmmm…… I’ll keep thinking….

I loved hearing his stories and thoughts as we drove. I loved riding with him to early morning Seminary every morning.

When I was a freshman in Highschool, he and Mom decided that I could go to every other school dance. I was okay with that, until the second dance came along. We spent a lot of time discussing it in their room. Finally, I just started to cry, and he said, “oh, don’t cry!…..okay you can go to the dance.” And he got a lot of of hugs and kisses.

One time, Matt and I stayed out reeeally late and didn’t call. So, we were given some very intense punishments. Matt couldn’t talk on the phone for a week and I couldn’t read the Sunday Funnies on Sunday.