Frank, for some reason, reminds my of the little guy in the “Peanuts” comics that was always surrounded by clouds of dust and debris. And I don’t understand that. Maybe because you’re always talking about cleaning him up! (Perhaps he is just a dirt magnet.) ;o]
Frank is a particularly dirty young boy, even by the standards of his brothers.
But he’s a ray of sunshine. While I was giving him a shower after his haircut, he said, “For some reason, a lot of things make me happy.” I told him, “That’s because you have a really good life, Frank.” “Oh, that’s true, I do!”