Dora the Hypochondriac
I recently invested in Season 2 of Dora the Explorer; I swore I wouldn’t cave, but she’s one persuasive little Latina. Every evening, Alex is allowed to watch two episodes before I can’t stand it anymore and my subconcious starts to tell me, “Turn it off or start with the binge eating…”
Tonight I was working on a cake for my boss (which will probably be the topic of tomorrow’s post), when I hear Dora the Doctor trying to figure out why one of her petulant furry friends with a Spanish accent is sneezing so excessively. Perhaps he has a sinus infection, Dora. He probably caught it by swapping snot with the other furry burros down at the Furry Burro Daycare. About that time, I had a crisis with my buttercream icing, and tuned Dora out. I didn’t think about it again until later, as I was getting Alex ready for bed.
The dog always hovers nearby, as if food will magically appear. Actually, where Alex is concerned, he’s not altogether wrong. (I have occasionally found a stray Dora fruit snack lodged in her diaper or stuck to her shirt). Tonight was no exception; as I pulled her shirt over her head, he tilted his head back and waited. Unfortunately for the dog, he’s always had sinus issues. Any time he tilts his head back, he goes into a sneezing fit.
After the fourth sneeze, Alex nodded her head knowingly. “Mommy, Bubby’s not sick.”
“No, baby? How do you know Bubby’s not sick?”
“‘Cause Bubby’s LERGIC.”
Um, okay. So here’s my question for Nick Jr…. Can you make a pre-med Dora series? Or how about a criminal justice version? Dora the Corporate CEO! Because my kid is listening, and I really want her to be learning something useful instead of another excuse to miss school…
October 23rd, 2007 at 4:53 am
“From a Big Dumb Purple Dyno to a Dingy Dora. It’s a conspiracy I tell you. A conspiracy to make me bald or gray headed” cried the mother as the orderlies tied the straight jack on tighter.
October 23rd, 2007 at 4:54 am
Oh wow. Not even a drop and I can’t spell. “Jacket.”