Interesting facts for the morning.
Frankie came into the kitchen this morning with one hand over his left eye. "I went to pet the dog and she jumped up and banged my eye!"
"She was trying to kiss you."
"I know, but she banged my eye."
"Will it be okay?"
"Yeah, it hurts though. Did you know that it only takes 5 pounds of pressure to pop an eye?"
"Why no, I didn't."
And then I was treated a long list of fun facts to know and tell, like how it is possible to commit suicide by drowning yourself in your bowl of cereal. I finally laughed and commented that he seems just chock full of information. "Any chance you have some happy information in there?"
Frankie laughed, and told me about how smart dolphins are.
Did you know that they once put one dolphin in one tank and another dolphin in another tank and put intercoms in the tanks and right away the dolphins figured out how to turn them on and started talking to each other?
What a conversation to have first thing in the morning.
ReplyDeleteLOL ok, I have to admit- I just love the Frankie stories! Probably more so than any other stories you've ever shared. Seriously. To the point that I told hubby I would even consider adopting Frankie if he TPR'd. He just sounds so delightfully innocent and entertaining the way you describe him.
ReplyDeleteOf course, I know there's a lot more going on behind the scenes that would probably scare me senseless, but he just sounds so charming and childlike.
I think he's lightened your household too, it seems. Some of the earlier blog stories seemed so grim or depressing- teenage sex, abuse, addiction. Real life, but the gruesome side. Frankie on the other hand, seems to have all the presence of having a smurf move in and set up camp in your living room. Not sure if its Handy Smurf or Smurfette yet, but still.
Thanks for the stories!