Saturday, August 1, 2009

Dad-isms


Millie was sick this past week. It was a particularly bad cold s0 we took her in to see the pediatrician just to be sure everything was ok.

Our pediatrician is wonderful. She pretends that Millie has all sorts of fun things in her ears. Dr. Lee will say, "Is there a dinosaur in your ear?" Millie, will gladly let Dr. Lee take a look to see what kind of amazing things are in her ears. This time the following exchange occurred:

Dr. Lee: Is there a Monkey in your ear?
Millie nods.
Dr. Lee: Let me take a look. (Looking into her ear) Oh my goodness! There's a monkey in there! What's that monkey's name?
Millie: (smiling) Jack.
Dr. Lee: Let me take another look. (Looking into her ear) Oh my goodness- there are two monkeys in there! What's that other monkey's name?
Millie: Rambo.
Dr. Lee: Rainbow?
Millie: No. Rambo.

Ahh, the clever things she picks up from playing with Daddy. You see, Millie's grandmother bought Millie these lovely ribbons for her hair. One day, Millie wanted to play with the ribbons while playing with Daddy. Daddy decided the way a man should play with a bright pink ribbon was to sing the theme from Rambo while tying it around his forehead. Now Millie thinks that's clearly what you do with a ribbon.

After all, one of the first things she ever learned to say was, "Luke, I am your father," while speaking into an empty cup-- with heavy breathing noises and everything. More recently, it's been the word "Dude". Daddy's a fan of The Big Lebowski. So, if you are hanging around my home at bedtime, you may here my daughter say, "Dude! I need to go to bed, Dude."

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