I often address my children as Frick ‘n Frack.

Maybe it’s strange, considering those were the names of my childhood goldfish. (My Grandpa won them for Winny and me at Lions Fest in Thiensville (birthplace of Simply Safe products) by tossing ping pong balls into the fish bowls, and they lived for a shocking 2 1/2 years.) But it flows so nicely that I can’t resist.

Glub Glub.

Tonight, it was the source of “frick-tion” (Haha! Sorry.) in my house.

Drue said, “I’m Frack.”

Brett said, “NOOOO, I’M Frack.”

Frack ‘n Frack doesn’t have the same ring to it, so I will let them duke this one out…

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