1. The pool is open in Minneota, much to our delight! Frankie had mastered doggy paddling by the end of our first day there. After several visits, he decided to tackle the diving board. The rest of our kids jumped off at age 2, but Frankie has been more hesitant, always backing out at the last minute. When Seth was able to come with us to the pool one night, he got in the water to help catch Frankie. Still, he stood at the end of the board for a looooong time, not jumping. He was holding up a pretty long line of kids behind him, who were all very patient. Before long pretty much everyone there was encouraging him - including all those kids in line. He got off a few time and went to the back of the line. At one point, a lifeguard went to try to help him. As soon as she got near him, he grabbed onto the railing and yelled, "Don't throw me in!!!!!" Eventually he did it to the applause and cheers of everyone there. And "It was SO fun!!"
2. When requesting songs to listen to, Frankie asked me to play I Can't Touch the Ceiling. I was a confused until Elena clarified that he wanted Can't Stop the Feeling.
3. Frankie came downstairs one morning and, after a bit, said he had to go to the bathroom. The main floor bathroom was occupied so I told him to go upstairs. He kept dancing outside the door, refusing to climb the steps all the way upstairs - which was apparently too much to ask. Concerned that he was about to go in his pants, I suggested he just run out in the back yard and go in the bushes. (If that seems uncivilized to you, I assure you it's par for the course when you live in a neighborhood with something like 25 young boys. The neighbors have a bush that is universally referred to as "The Pee Tree" by the local children.) Anyway, he ran out back only to come right back with a frustrated groan because he couldn't go outside either. "Aaaaaww! Charlie's peeing out there!" (Charlie must have run into the same issue.) "Why does that matter? There's plenty of room out there," I said. "I don't want him to see me!" This from a kid who, last week, I had to stop from peeing in the front yard very near the road with the family across the street sitting on their front porch.
4. Seth took the four oldest kids golfing one night last week. With the little ones on the golf cart, he was driving carefully, but he ended up taking a fairly sharp turn at one point. He immediately looked over to check on the kids and saw Frankie hanging off the side of the cart holding on by his hands. He quickly stopped and Frankie hopped back, wiping his brow and saying "Whew!" When Seth asked him if he was ok, Frankie replied, "Yeah. It's a good thing I'm a stunt kid!"
And here is Frankie listening to his new favorite joke:
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