stop talking!

sometimes it's hard to be heard in a big family. i know- i was one of the youngest of 11. your voice tends to get lost in the crowd.
i'm not too worried about frankie though. she stands up for herself- very loudly.
this morning max and george were drawing a motorcross track and dirtbikes doing tricks. frankie was spreading watercolors across her paper in big swatches of color. i was frying some bacon.
"STOP TALKING ABOUT DIRTBIKES!!!!" she says loudly.

then after breakfast as we were cleaning up the kids were talking about mario and luigi and blue toad and yellow toad, etc. so i said, "what if we named the baby mario?"
frankie came right up to me and almost yelled "STOP CALLING DOLPHIN NAMES!!!"

i think chris let her watch toddlers in tiaras for one minute too long.
it was kind of like a train wreck though- if you have seen the show you know what i mean.