For a few weeks now, Franny has been using the third-person as she goes through her day. Where are my Tuesday socks? she asked her mom…I am going to the library, she said as she jumped down the hall…Can I have some milk, please, she said as she climbed into her chair…Where is my brother, she yelled as she looked in her sleeping bag… I suppose it isn’t that surprising, considering how much Franny loves to read books, since she really just sounds like the narrative of a book, but it just sounds so strange to hear her say these little phrases.