Frankism & Stuff #7

F: mommee. we have a kazillion hummingbirds. we need more sugar to make their food like a kabazillion more sugar.
D: a KKKKaBBBBazillion?
F: you're funny daddee. oh look they're pooping.
M thinking while Dave and Franki banter...what are the chances that politicians think the way a 5yo does all the time...hmmmmm....

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got a hand written note on my desk: "I WENT TO FLORDA FOR VEKASHIN LOVE FRANKI" :o) LOL...i guess even 5yos need one from time to time :o)
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Right after i picked up the toys in the playroom, went to the kitchen as vince followed me, came back into the playroom to find a tornado had came through.
M growled: FRANCESCA T. ANTHONY. PLEASE COME IN HERE RIGHT NOW!
F in a sing song voice as she casually strolled out of her bedroom: ok mamma. but mamma...i LUUUUVVVUUHHHUUUVVV YOUUUUUUU!
V: uh oh. oh no.
I'm surrounded by comodians!

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F was all frustrated and grumpy.
M: i understand you're frustrated, and it's not easy being a kid some times...
F interrupted: i don't think it's hard being a kid. i think it's easy. i'm just frustrated because you won't let me do what i want. 
:o) LMAO! simply profound and yet so young!
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M: what's with these bruises on me...(obviously thinking aloud)
F matter of factly: it's because you're old and you keep denting yourself.
:o) LOL she's obviously ready to go and get her BS :o)

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Case 1:
D: woman! i thought we agree not to...
F: You're wrong mommee. Daddee's right. you should do what daddee says.
Case 2:
Dave & Franki playing monopoly (by the rules and all) when she landed on his prop.
D: you owe me $60 in rent. cough it up
F COUGHED and money flew over to dave's pile :o) BAHAHAAHAH
PLUS, SHE's kicking his butt, LEGITAMATELY!!!! DOUBLE BAAHAHAHAHAAHAH

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Scene: Called Dave @ Work, Franki & Vince near by when i called...
K dialed
D: hello
K: it's wiffffe
F: No it's not. it's momeeeeeeeee.

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@10:08AM (school started @ 805am)
F: my hands are tired mommee
M: huh...wachado?
F: i worked it too much today
M: yah did? when? thought you got to school, got into your costume and got ready to get on stage for the thanksgiving celebration song...when didja worked your hands?
F: i worked and excercise my hands very hard when i fed myself popcorn after the show. it was a lot of work grabbing popcorn, then put it in my mouth and i kept going back and forth with feeding myself popcorn. [sigh] it was a lot of work mommee
M: BAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAH

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@12:00PM
F: i'm the luckiest kid in the whole wide world and today is the bestest day of my entire life
M: glad you think so coootie pie. (yah...i have to ask) but i'm curious...what made you feel that way?
F: i have the bestest mommee ever and i wouldn't want any other mommee.
M: really? not even if you can trade me for like say...20 thousand chicken nuggets?
F: ooooohhhh...how many nuggets can i get for daddee? more cause he's bigger than you right?


:o) BAHHAHAHA...i had to ask...

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M: i love thunderstorms
F: me too. you know what i really love? hurricanes
M: but people could get hurt in hurricanes.
F: no i'm talking about category 1

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F: mommee. i know you wanted me to come home early today after the thanksgiving celebrashen today.
M: why yes. i did.
F: i made your wish came true didn't i?
M: why yes. you did. thank you.
F: i make wishes come true for you. how lucky you are mommee that i grant wishes.
M: why yes. i guess i am. can i make another wish?
F: sure.
M: i wish you would try a piece of carrot.
F: now you're just being silly mommee.

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D: you went airborn
F: I LIKE to go airboring!

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F: Do i have a nickname?
D: sure you do, it's Franki
F: that's a nickname?
D: sure. or monkey
F: i don't like monkey. that's not a pretty nickname
D: but you are a monkey
F: stop it daddee. i like franki. i'll stick with franki.

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F: why do we need to learn math?
D: so people can't rip us off.
F: why would people want to rip our armpit off?

:o) BAHAAHAHAHAHAH the things you say vs the things she understand vs the things she says :o). these are really good times!
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F professed that something was boring. so, here comes daddee...
D: you know...boring is an opinion. you might not want to share that with everyone in your class. you can share it with us, but not with your teacher or your classmates.
F looked at him with loving eyes and a gentle smile: you're boring funny daddee. :o) LMAO. it ACTUALLY MADE SENSE!!!! Dave stifled a laugh, rolled his eyes and walked away. :o) LMAO

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M: HHHHIIIIII!!!! how was your day?
F: great! i had a great time!
M: cool. whacha do?
F: i don't wanna talk about it. tell me what you did today?
M: i don't wanna talk about it. i wanna hear about your day.
F: we did lotsa stuff. ok your turn.
M: i didn't do much. ok your turn.
F: Mommeeeeeeeeeee. you're annoying me.
LMAO :o) we got the dishing it down, but still working on taking it... :o) HAH!!!!
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