Thirty-Eight Months of Preschooler Frances

Here's Frances and her daddy, bonding, on Frances's 38 month birthday:

They were working on perfecting this skill, squinting with one eye, giving a thumbs up and clicking with the tongue.  Valuable life lesson, that.

Frances Fun Facts:

• Frances-isms: "My eyes are blue," said in a sad, weepy voice while getting washed off in the bath.  She means, "My eyes are red because the shampoo is non-tear but still irritates my eyes," but we never correct her because it's so endearing so it may be years before she learns the correct expression. And instead of pronouncing "sure" like "shur," she says "sho-ah" which amuses us so much we repeat it ad nauseum and I think she's starting to catch on that we're mocking her, in the most loving way.
• Best misunderstanding of the month: "Andy Johnson is my parent," declared Frances the other day.  My initial, irrational response was to wonder, "What are they teaching her at that school?"  About two minutes later, I realized she was saying, "Auntie Jocelyn is my godparent."  True enough, kiddo.  Mystery solved.