Mrs. Fizzbone

I received quite an earful on the way to school this morning, a continuous ramble of information. Here is everything that I remember:

"Mama, you should really meet my wife, Mrs. Fizzbone. She lives near New York City with our two children. I have two sons, they are twenty. Mrs. Fizzbone cooks for me and takes care of our sons. She is tall with no eyes. Her hair is blue, isn't that your favorite color mama? Wait, she does have eyes. One day I was working with a saw in my shop and my boys came out and hurt themselves on my tools. So, Mrs. Fizzbone had to come outside and get our sons and take them in the house. Another time, I took our boys to my uncle's farm to feed the cows. Are we almost home? You should really meet my wife."

1. I think this makes Donny a polygamist considering he married his best friend Zoe on October 22.
2. He first told Nanny and I about Mrs. Fizzbone last week, I can't believe he remember her name.
3. The story about the sons getting hurt on his tools actually happened to him.
4. The story about the cows happened to me and I told him. "Tell me a story about when you were a little girl."