"From the Mouth of Dinko"
A few days ago, my new blog pal
August, smitten with my irrepressible boy, challenged him to answer the
Vanity Fair questionnaire that's been making the rounds.
Wee Niblet, aka "Dinko," has subscribed to Vanity Fair for years now--two of them, to be exact (the subscription came about during potty training, as he put in long hours of work on the little plastic seat;
The New Yorker, with its endless pages of theater productions and show times, tires the preschooler set, so Vanity Fair it was). Thus, he was flattered and happy to rise to August's proposition. Plus, Dinko has just added "C-A-T" to his literacy repertoire thanks to the PBS show
Super Why! , so he was thrilled to have a public forum in which to display his new knowledge.
And now I must wipe a tear from my eye as I, Proud Mama, present Baby's First Meme:
What is your idea of perfect happiness?
Watching Donald Duck have a snow fight with Huey, Dewey, and Louie; I almost wet my Tyrannosaurus Rex pajamas, I was laughing so hard at those cheek-wheezers.
35 comments:
Dinko honey, you’re lucky you’re so far away because I’m one of those annoying cheek-pinchers.
(Boy do I have a case of the giggles here from reading “seeing the scarecrow’s head rot”)
Dinko - you are a wise young man! My favorite journey is ALSO the one that ends at Target. They have popcorn...
Dinko - you rock! And you are so right about Mummy tummies being the most comfortable place on earth, we make them like that especially for you.
Dinko I'll be your official peanut butter jar opener if you want.
You are too silly. Just as well other people in your household have some sense!
Cheers
This is my calling card or link"Whittereronautism"until blogger comments get themselves sorted out.
Can't argue with Dinko's answers. Mo Willems - great call. And lasso throwing was a really booth at the career fair too
Dinko,
When I found out Junie B. thought her new baby was a real monkey, I DID drop my juice box.
You are a sage young man.
I find myself giving many of the same answers. I guess things don't change that much after growing up ;)
Wee has a curious ability to make an Oedipus complex endearing and wholesome; plus there's the added benefit of having four eyes should one want to put out a couple someday.
I'm weeping with joy.
Out of the mouths of babes...
What an enjoyable read. And what an impressive vocabulary young Dinko has. He must get that from his Mum.
dinko, you're brilliant. i have toe socks and glasses. though my hair is not read i also have an accomodating lap. you may perch there while i read tedd arnold's 'parts' in the most dramatic fashion. my boy has sort of outgrown that and i rather miss it. if i make ooblek and give yo uall of mr lime's hand tools to sink into it will you make me a cool 4 eyed alien mask?
that shoudl be *red* hair...although it is curly and wild i don't think it has formed any actual words to read.
You make me hurt. In a good way.
I heart him.
Seriously.
Dinko you are such a delightful and funny dude. You can come hang out at my house anytime! We love pokemon here too, in fact one of our cats is named Jiggleypuff.
They used to call it 'precocious'...
He'll either re-invent physics or end up on I'm a Celebrity get me Out of Here.
You mark my words.
Puss
That Dinko, he's a wise one.
sheer genius, that boy!!
dinko, i'm not ever going to die either... i'm only 28!
Dinko, you are too cute for words! Just for that I'm going to help you become bilingual, "butthead" in Spanish is "caraculo", my kids love calling each other that. Isn't that just plorable? And about that cutie baby, if your mom says it ain't gonna happen, then trust me it ain't gonna happen (besides it would just steal your favorite lap).
He had me at "I lead with the pink pudge too."
What a joy you all are.
Frankily Yours
Humming is my favorite state of mind too...
LOL. Smart kid. They always have interesting things to say.
Professional lasso thrower? Why didn't I think of that when I was choosing a career? How cool a job would that be? Just throwing rope all day?
That's right... you are going to live forever.
Someone inherited mommy's wit... and perhaps her penchance for apple sauce?
Dinko, you're a prince. And I'm sure your mom agrees with you on the most over-rated virtue.
Wait a minute... was that you on the playground...?!?
Oh that was good. ANd how I miss Junie B! Luckily, I am only another year or so away from reading them again.
Dinko, what a sweetheart you are! It's a good thing that you love your mommy so. If we had a Target in Canada, my little rugrats would love to hang there with you too... they also think Pokemon rocks!
I love this. Will you come and sit on my lap if I dye my hair red and wear glasses even when I'm not reading?
I spent a whole summer learning to lasso the picket fence gate when I was Dinko's age. It's harder than it looks but way cool.
oh....the first meme....be still my heart. he's one of us.
This was so fun to read and you are one witty little guy!! So happy to get to share in your first meme. Merry Christmas!!
dinko- you are a smart one. My kids don't like the basement either. Mo Willems is great- we love him too.
You are welcome to come hang out here anytime- just bring your mom- so i can have a playdate too.
Madisons favorite state of mind is humming also!
Oh I enjoyed this too too much!
I'd love to get Maddies answers to this but momma didn't tag anyone or anything and this would have been a cute tagging thing..or something.
Junie B. Jones kicks ass.
Our basement. I can only go down there with someone else, and I have to say loudly,
I'm scared crapless of your basement as well! In fact I can safely say that I have never been down there, with or without someone. :)
Dinko is awesome, plain and simple. He obviously takes after his mom (and I'm sure his dad, too). Quite charming. :-)
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