franki's version of her birth: I was a star made by God and i was falling down to the ground. but daddee didn't catch me so i hit my head on the grass.

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Franki: the fire ants need to go to the beach and build their house. there's lotsa sand there. go fire ants. go on vacation and build your house on the beach so you can eat crabs. leave our house alone. :o) LOL :o)

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Franki: would you please get my shoes? i asked very nicely (seems to be a standard follow-up to all her requests now a days)
Mommee: that is true, but asking nicely when you can do things for yourself doesn't work. it's only for when you can'd do things for yourself that counts.
Franki: like when my legs are broken?
Mommee: yeah, or when you're really sick...but i can see that your legs are well so the only thing that would stop you from getting your shoes is you
Franki: i need shoes. i can't run in these (pointing to her backyard slippers). shoes are made for me to run and they never ever fall off and i can run really fast
Mommee: so are you gonna get your shoes or are ya gonna sit here and talk about your shoes?
Franki sighed with acceptance: alright alright, i'll go get my shoes. ugh.

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Franki: would you PPPPlease let me have chocolate cake for lunch? i asked very nicely. (note: this was asked @730am)
Mommee: i noticed and am very happy that you are such a polite young lady...but chocolate cake is not a breakfast item.
Franki (arms folded, lower lip protruded, brows furrowed): awwww, but i asked so politely. fine. i'm mad at you. you should go to your room because you ignored me.
Mommee: uh...no...that's not how it works.
Franki: why not? you send me to my room when i ignore you..?
Mommee: that is true. but...i didnt' ignore you. for the record, i said no to chocolate cake for breakfast and you got upset because you didn't like my answer.
Franki: ok then. for the record. i want chocolate cake for lunch and dinner not breakfast. can we have toast with nutella for breakfast?

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Franki: daddee, where did you go when you went over the hill?
Daddee: who told you i was over the hill, mommee? what else has she been passing along to you?
Franki: attitude and issues
:o) LMAO...the blame game has begun!

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Daddee: Are you making mischief over there little girl?
Franki: yes. i am miss-chief, you're mr-chief and mommee is mrs-chief

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Dave was about to peel a banana for Vince when Franki says
"i'll do it for you daddee. you're too old to peel the banana. let me peel it for vincent" :o)

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F: i love daddee's harwt. it's strong.
M: oh? did you hear it?
F: uh huh. it goes boing boing boing boing.... :o) LOL