The interview

After reading Tori's interview with her adorable boy I thought I would borrow her idea for my 3 year old. I know, seeing as how I am her mother this may be far cuter and adorable to me than to any of you, but bear with me.

Me/Megan

1. What is something you do well?

Well? Do well? Yes, is Megan good at something? Yeah! What is...(hands me a pretzel)


2. What is something you wish you could do better?
Uh huh. Repeat question. Hurt my legs. I hurt my legs last night.


3. What is your favorite food?
Pretzels (she is eating pretzels at the time). I mean.....can I have chocolate milk?


4. 3 words that tell about you.
Can I color that? (pointing at the paper I'm writing on) Can I color that? I repeat question, trying unsuccessfully to change the subject. I don't know.


5. What makes you happy?
Make me happy....hmmm... Repeats question. Does Daddy make you happy? Yeah! I love you (pointing to me and then gives me a kiss).


6. What is the most important thing in your life right now?
Uhhhh....I don't know. I met you three....(huh?)


7. What is your favorite movie?
I don't know. I name a few movies. Oh, Cindelella (leaves to go get Cinderella).


8. What is your favorite book?
(Still too interested in previous question to answer the new question.) No. Come here. (points to Lion King). I like Lion King. I like Lion King. I mean...I like dis. (points to Aristocats) I love that.

INTERMISSION - We head upstairs to give her chocolate milk so I can distract her and keep her in one place while I ask the questions. Little did I know....

We try #8 again. What is your favorite book?

The kitties movie. You like books about kitties? Yeah. (I have to say at this point that I am not sure where, but Megan has a bit of a southern accent. Especially when she says Yeaah.)


9. What is your favorite thing?
Ummm. I don't know. What is something that you like? I liiike..... Is your puppy your favorite thing? Yeah! I mean no...how about deese (she holds up two little doggies she has next to her). Deese my favorite zings.

10. What is your favorite place?
Ummmm... Is there somewhere that you like to go? To the temple. [This answer totally surprised me and filled me with pride (the good kind).]

11. What is your favorite thing to draw?
Books. I like draw pictures. Pictures of what? Pictures. Nothing. (She then proceeds to tell me a knock knock joke).
Knock Knock. Who's there? Time to go. Time to go who. Time to go poo. (She then laughs hysterically, repeating her joke a few more times. I look at her dumbfounded, trying not to laugh too hard. Where did that come from I wonder?) Do you need to go poopoo on the potty? NO!!!! (then she laughs again. Obviously the chocolate is starting to take effect.)

12. What is something you want for Christmas?
Chocolate milk. (That's easy!)

13. What is your favorite color?
I like dis (points to yellow cup) and I like dis one too (points to purple cup).

14. What do you like to play?
Toys and I like dogs. (Starts talking to her doggies sitting on the table.) Come here dog.

15. What do you do when it is raining?
Uhhhh....I don't know. (She is getting bored and very annoyed by this time. She starts playing with the empty napkin basket sitting on the table. She puts it on her head and then starts to cry a little because it poked her.) (After she stops crying and I make sure she is fine I ask the question again.) I DON'T KNOW! (then she laughs and starts to play with her doggies again)

16. What is your favorite animal?
I eating all the chocolate. (I have to add here that when I make chocolate milk for her she does not want me to actually stir it together after I add the chocolate to the milk. She prefers to spoon the chocolate into her mouth, it is more like chocolate syrup with a side of milk.) I ask the question again. Toys!! Okay, what is your favorite toy animal? Doggies, puppy, kitties, horseys............................ (she starts to laugh, talking silly like she is a kitty. Apparently the chocolate milk has taken FULL effect by this time. Luckily this was our last question). I gently pull her down from the ceiling (just kidding) all the while rolling my eyes and swearing that is the last time she gets chocolate milk her way.