frank quotes and facepainting

"Why is daddy eating candy all the time?"

"because he likes it. sometimes daddy makes bad decisions. all that candy may make his teeth rot and fall out one day."

"I'm going to tell daddy when i wake up from my nap, not to eat so much candy."

"Well, you know, you can't tell daddy what to do. That's not for little boys to do."

"I am going to hurry and grow up to be a man so that then i can tell daddy what to do."

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erin:"Frank, you need to try to go to the bathroom before we go to the park because they don't have a potty there."

frank: "I'm going to give you two options: If I am playing at the park and then I have to go potty, then I will...If I don't have to go potty at the park, then I won't."

(michael and i ask in parent speak "how does he know about options?")

michael: "Frank, what are options?"

frank: "Options are ideas."

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This past Saturday was michael's company picnic. The last picnic has been scheduled last September, the same weekend that Hurricane Ike hit. This past Saturday was the equivalent of a Houston monsoon. I think I heard that we got 4 inches of rain that day. But the picnic had an indoor barn... so we were off to the picnic.

I was impressed by their efforts to still make it fun even though the petting zoo, pony rides and softball game were canceled. They had caricature artists, lots of door prizes, ping-pong, foozball, and a face painting lady. Being in a barn with people I don't know well, we tried to take advantage of it all. Because there were not so many people there, we got to eat our fill and we even won 4 door prizes. Frank won a collection of water guns and a 14 foot long jump rope. Michael got some crystal topped Texans' wine stoppers, and I got a ladies' pink Astros cap and shirt. We never win anything, so that was nice.

Frank then got his face painted (see photo) with Thomas the Tank Engine. Frank wanted me to get my face painted also. As there was nothing else for the face painting lady to do, I said okay.

Frank asks her to give me "Cars!" and she says, "let's do something pretty for your mom."
She proceeds to start to paint up over my eyes, down my cheek, onto my chin, my neck and down to the tip of my V-neck T-shirt. Then she whispers:"this is for your husband." I am half-smiling, thinking there is no way I can get out of this now. Then she says, "once I had a husband tell his wife that she needed to keep this on until they got home" wink wink.
What! how did I find the only sexy face painting lady in the world! When she shows me my face it is half covered in red, black and white Indian looking face paint...all the way down to my chest. Terrific. This is how I like to look at michael's company picnic. Shortly after, Michael's boss' wife comes to talk to me, followed by a host of other wives and co-workers. I started to try and explain that I did not ask her to paint this on my face, then I just gave up and pretended it wasn't there. I deleted the picture from my camera, because I was just too embarrassed to look at it.

Don't worry though, the company's picnic photographer took about 6 pictures of me. awesome.