Mommy’s been busy with the Garden Gals getting the garden going. Well, we did most the moving of heavy stuff already, so we tried doing guy’s stuff. Phillies look pretty good this year. Flyers are still in the playoffs trying for the Stanley Cup, but, well, we’re Teddy Bears, and watching TV, even sports, can get boring when the sun is out wanting us to go out and play. Just them Mommy got ready to go out, so we begged for a ride.

We buckled up, enjoying the bright sunshine and she cranked on the CD player. This guy was singing, “Everybody must get stoned.” Whoever he was, he didn’t sing much better then Mommy, and she was singing loudly with him.

Finally, we made her stop. (Almost made our ears bleed, and we don’t even have blood!!!) The CD kept going though, and we were so confused?

“Who is this guy? And, how did he ever get his voice on a CD?”

She laughed, and said, “Dylan, sillies!”

We looked at each other and recited, “He's so unhip that when you say ‘Dylan,’ he thinks you're talking about Dylan Thomas, whoever he was. The man ain't got no culture - but it's alright, Ma, everybody must get stonnnnned.”

(There are downsides to having ESPN to Mommy and Daddy’s brains! We have all sorts of ancient songs in our minds, and don’t understand most of them!) Mommy laughed. (We don’t know why?!)

She then told us about a little story she read in the Reader’s Digest, about unhappy kindergarteners in California, who were complaining some crazy, old guy with a guitar was coming into their class and singing weird songs. The old guy was Bob Dylan, the Grandpa of one of the kindergarteners.

Again, we looked at each other, confused. Then looked at Mommy.

“He’s world-famous! One of the legends of folk rock! These kids were getting to listen to him for free, while others would pay lots and lots of money for him,” she answered all excited and still laughing.

We sat quietly listening to this CD. We askeded Mommy, if she could leave it on, while she went shopping, so we could hear more. (We turned it down – a lot – when she left.) We got almost home, before good music came on – Willie Nelson!

We were still curious what was funny with the school kids’ thought. We agree with them. So, after helping unpack, we researched.

We found a site with all his lyrics. Boy, he has lots and lots of songs! We never read them all, but we have to ask, “Out of all of his songs, which ones are good for kindergarteners to enjoy?” or…”Why isn’t he a crazy old man with a guitar?”

Also, why is Mommy laughing at us as we dictated what she’s a’posed to write?

She won’t answer, so, we’ll ask you – what Dylan songs are good for kindergarteners?