Some time ago David and I bought a Dean Martin doll that sings "That's Amore". He's on this little pedastal wearing a suit with an old fashioned mic and his mouth moves. It's a bit of a charicature of him, but it's still entertaining to watch. I think we bought him initially as a gag gift for someone...probably Jason, Zoe's godfather.
Anyway, we ended up keeping him, our $3 Dean, because he was really entertaining.
Zoe finds him really entertaining as well. She really likes the dinner show, where he sits on the dining room table and croons to her while she eats in her high chair. Over and over again the opening notes will play, and she smiles and gets a light in her eyes. She starts to sway to the music and laughs her soft little laugh.
More recently she's developed alot of affections for old Dean. More specifically, she likes to kiss him. Sometimes it's her silly, open mouth stick your tongue out a little on the cheek kiss, but last night it was something different.
She leaned down and pursed her precious little lips to together and gave him a little peck right on the mouth. Then she kissed his head and his cheek. She just laughed with delight. She refused to kiss either David or I (MY face was still sticky from the rain of kisses she gave me when I picked her up from daycare) but she just kept kissing Deano.
I guess she digs the crooners.
Flash forward 20 minutes and it's time to go to bed. David and I have her jammies out and have stripped her down to her socks and taken her diaper off to give her a little room to breath. In a fit of uncontrollable nakedness, she pee'd EVERYWHERE.
It doesn't happen very often, so when it does it's pretty funny. What was even MORE funny is that she promptly pulled of her socks and decided to use them to help clean herself up.
The whole time she has this adorable look on her face that said "I'm HELPING! Look at me!"
I thought we were going to pee ourselves too.
Little Miss Helpful saves the day!
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