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January 24, 2006
Ink, Pink
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---- Just in case your recollection of "One Fish, Two Fish" is a little spotty, here's an excerpt from it:
This one,
I think,
is called
a Yink.
He likes to wink, He likes to drink, and drink, and drink. SO... There, now you have the basic metre in your head. Also keep in mind that my daughter is five, and thinking up new rhymes is quite entertaining to a five-year-old. She slowly walks into the bathroom, looks at me, and says: "ink, pink, you have a dink." I'm so shocked I don't know what to say. Nothing comes out of my mouth at all, and my face remains frozen for a few seconds. I'm torn between congratulating her on forming a new, ingenuitive rhyme or admonishing her for inappropriate language. I decided that it really wasn't that bad, it was more the incongruity of the sentence with normal bedtime rituals, so it would be wrong to chastise her for it. I better just ignore it (I'm sure I read that somewhere, didn't I?) "Um... how about you brush your teeth now?" was all I managed to get out. Later, my wife and I were almost rolling on the floor laughing over the whole matter. Maybe this will be material I can use decades from now in a wedding speech... :) Posted by Hammer at January 24, 2006 11:52 PM |
It was bedtime for the girls (about 8:30 pm) one evening a few weeks ago, and I had just finished reading Dr. Seuss' "One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish" to them. My youngest daughter was already in bed, but the oldest was dragging her feet a bit. So I was patiently waiting in the bathroom for her to come and brush her teeth...If you enjoyed this article, you may want to read more in the Current Events category.