Monday, June 16, 2008

Poor Dingy

Grandma sent me this picture to post. While Dingy was at their place, she got a round brush stuck in her hair. How? Well, it's Dingy, do we really need to ask how? And being the good Grandma that she is, Dingy's Grandma ran to get help? No. Ran to get her camera!



14 comments:

Anonymous said...

Grandpa was helping her so I did get the camera, it was a situation that only Dingy could get into. Ask Dippy if he enjoyed it. I'm not a horrible Grandma I got her help!(and recorded it for the future)

Mom of Dippy, Dingy & Goofy said...

And also sent the picture down to post without being asked for it....

aunt una said...

She thought maybe you wanted the picture so it could be used as a safety tool for not getting round brushes stick in your hair. You know like when you use a round brush you are not to wind your hair the whole way up in it (Dingy) especially if you have long thick hair!!!!

aunt una said...

She only thought it would be a picture for discussion, right grandma?

Anonymous said...

Thank you Aunt Una, at least someone understands me!

Mom of Dippy, Dingy & Goofy said...

OK, Aunt Una, there's no sticking up for Grandma!

I DID ask Dippy if he was there, and he got this HUGE smile on his face. He told me it was VERY funny. I think he smiled just from thinking about it for the next hour!

aunt una said...

Oh the memories of funny stories. They're like a memory locked in a vault. You forget about them until someone brings it up and it's funny all over again.

Melanie Welanie said...

Great action shot!

Mom of Dippy, Dingy & Goofy said...

Aunt Una, the kids are learning a lot of stories from your childhood, too. Of course they are all from Dumble Dork's point of view.

aunt una said...

I know. I still live in fear. Like just yesterday, I went screaming down the yard because I saw a king snake near a bird house I was looking in to see if there were any babies. Of course the whole family was there you know mom,dad, in laws. The bad thing about it my 2 1/2 year was laughing at me as I jumped (a great length may I add) to the picnic table.

You may ask yourself "What does this have to do with dumble dork"? Due to his sick sense of humor I am terrified of snakes. Mom sat there yest and defended him and said he never did any of those things.

Mom of Dippy, Dingy & Goofy said...

Dumble Dork readily admits his pranks on you. I always knew he was your Mom's favorite.

Anonymous said...

I suppose when your bicycle was chasing you down the driveway; that was my fault, too?

And what about the time the little snake was chasing you around the house and you wouldn't run in the house? Mom had to grab you and drag you in.

Maybe there's a little Dumble Dork in all of us.

And how did I get the name Dumble Dork? That's just wrong!

aunt una said...

The bicycle WAS your fault you were suppose to teach me how to ride the bike, you know like teach me how to use my brakes!!

As for the snake, I was scared to stop in fear it might bite me.

And I gave out two names for you dumble dork and numberwang they chose dumble dork. So yell at them. You are my brother and it's all out of sisterly love!! :-) Pay backs are really a you know what aren't they?

Anonymous said...

wil you stop bikering i know i just spelled that wrong but who gives a fliping hot.