Franki's Great Idea

Franki and vince were taking a bath. Dave was at work late (7:00pm and still there). our plan B for the night was a movie and pizza.

Franki: mom? the water is getting cold. i need you to add more hot water so i can be warm.
Mommee: it is huh? and that's a great solution you thought of...but i think we should take this opportunity and finish with our bath so we can get ready to watch the movie and have pizza with daddee when he gets home...
Franki: but i'm not ready to come out. i'll turn on the water by my self.
Mommee: you know the rules about hot water...besides, don't you want to watch our new movie?
Franki silent for a minute or so: i have a great idea. how about we bring the tv in here so i can watch and take a bath? i think that's a great idea mom.

NOTE: she stopped calling me Mommee for months now...but being true to a mother's mentality, my ears still hear Mommee... :o)
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The things she says today...

Franki to Vince: ok vincent, when you're older, i'll show you how to play with dominoes. see? one dot plus one dot equals more dots. seeeee...?????

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Kim groaned: Oih my back hurts.
Franki: My back doesn't hurt. it says i'm happy laying down here, seeeee...???

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Franki: Hey mommee, i have an great idea. how about we put the TV outside so we can watch outside and play bouncy????

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Franki: can i go outside today?
Mommee: nah, not today. it's been raining and so there will be lots of mosquitoes outside.
Franki: mosquitoes like me.
Mommee: i think they like to BITE you, that doesn't necessarily mean they LIKE you.
Franki: mosquitoes like to hug me.
Mommee: uh...they bite, they don't hug. they bite you.
Franki: you can call it bite. i will call it hug. :o) --- LOL this girl is UNBELIEVABLE!!!!
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Franki's first cookie batch

Franki's first batch of cookies which she did ALL the measuring, egg breaking and mixing. i only helped with the oven part, and of course, the cleaning up after but...the egg shell in the cookie may show that she should find better help :o)




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I should be concern...really concern...

Franki: Mom, how do we get this house?
Mommee: you mean how did we get this house?
Franki: yeah, did some one gave it to us?
Mommee: well...daddee and i bought it and i guess you can see it as we gave it to you and Vince to use along with us
Franki: Hey mom, can we get a bigguh house?
Mommee: bigger house? why? it's too big for me to clean as it is...
Franki: i know, we can break this house then go get a new and bigguh one. sounds like a plan?

LOL FUNNY!!! but...after my laughter ended, :o I am now filled with concerns about this kid and her methods... :o
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Daily observation: kiddos wake up, all mellow and chill. then about 30 minutes before bedtime (nap time included), they get all jazzed up...they'd jumped off things, run, and all that physical stuff that they could have done shortly after waking up.

Mommee: ok...lets settle down 'cause it's almost naptime
Franki: i don't want to sleep. i'm not sleepy. i want quiet time. [a short pause] pleeeeeeeeease.
Mommee: hmmm...ok...but no getting out of bed, and no talking.
Franki: ok I will be quiet. i want to have my books and my toys in the bed so i don't have to get out of bed to get them.
Mommee: uh...noooo...that's the idea, you're not supposed to get out of bed.
Franki exasperatedly sighed: ok ok i'll stay in bed. can i have only books?
Mommee: how about ONE book?
Franki in a resigned tone: ok, one book.

I kissed her "goodnight" and all that mushy mommee stuff that i LOVE to dole out :o). Then 30 minutes later, she's out cold. what gives???? :o) what's with all the negotiations and fights against sleeping? is it to exhaust their parents into bed? it's not like we need additional reasons to feel like limp noodles by the time we get to our bed... :o)
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Baby Punkin...

Vy had given Franki a little pumpkin when we met up at dewberry farm this past saturday. She carries that thing with her everywhere since then.

Franki: mommee, i need to plant the baby punkin so it can grow.
Mommee: oh, that pumpkin can't grow any more. it's going to stay a baby until it rots.
Franki thinking for a moment: ok, then i need a diaper for the baby punkin.
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