Mommy, Daddy and anyone else who is listening to me talk start to laugh at the things I say. I don't understand why. I am not trying to be silly, I really do have important things to say. You be the judge.
Mommy: Frankie who do you want to come to your birthday party?
Me: Umm...(counting on my fingers) Baby Jesus, Maury (Jesus' Mommy), Joseph, Aunt Linda, and all my parents.
Mommy laughed. What is funny about that? Who wouldn't want Baby Jesus to come to their birthday party, and of course I want all of my parents (aunts, uncles, grandparents, cousins, and friends) to come to my birthday party?
Mommy: What do you want for your birthday?
Me: Umm...a baby brother.
Mommy: You want a baby brother?
Me: And a baby sister.
Mommy: You want two babies?
Me: Ummm...how about five babies?
Mommy: How about one?
Me: how about four babies?
Mommy: How about one?
Me: How about three?
Mommy: How about one?
Me: How about two?
Mommy: Ask your daddy?
Me: Daddy, I want two babies for my birthday please.
Daddy: No, How about one?
I decided to stop pushing my luck. They were kinda laughing, but not really. I don't understand why. I love playing so much with Marianna, it would be great to have many many babies.
Me: Mommy are you happy?
Mommy: No Frankie, I have a head ache, Mommy's has a head boo-boo.
Me: Maybe Daddy will fix it.
Again, Mommy laughed, what was funny about that. Daddy fixes everything, doesn't he?
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