Monday, June 8, 2009
Today, I challenged my child to a game of paper airplanes. And she promptly unfolded her airplane, put a cloth diaper on it, and attempted to attach it to the bottom of a fluorescent green rhinoceros inexplicably named Marsha.
Well played, toddler.
Instead, I began a face-off, much like the walk-off in Zoolander. Here's how it went down.
Sensing that fun was afoot, she made a face, too.
"No, buddy. It's not a smiling contest. Make a silly face," I prompted.
So she tried again.
Ah, she gets it.
So I went in a different direction.
Oh, that got her laughing.
And then she took it up a notch.
BAM! That's wacky.
It was my turn again. I gave it all I had.
And then she struck. Making a face that only a mother could love (while warning her child that if the wind shifts, her face will be stuck like that), I present the Biscuit as:
So, what did t.rex think of all this fuss?
Let's just say he was glad to be nominated. The boy only makes 3 faces: sadness, elation, boredom.
Although he does sometimes move so fast that the lowly camera cannot capture him. Like a chubby little hummingbird.
He's probably making a really impressive face, like ZOMG SLOBBERMONKEYZOMBIE, and we just can't see it.
So until he joins our ridiculously silly ranks, I proclaim the Biscuit the winner of today's Uglification contest. Her prize is a bowl of yogurt and bedtime.
Man, i'm really glad I lost.