Banana Attack!

So I looked on a site called www.howmanyofme.com and saw that, statistically, my name doesn't exist in America. So I'm probably unique. P.'s name should exist only once--him! You can look up your name too!

Today Dangerboy, while P. was momentarily predisposed, climbed on top of his kiddie table and, with a pen as his weapon of choice, ruthlessly and repeatedly stabbed--the bananas. About four of them. They're all mushy and brown now, so it looks like we'll have banana bread soon. I guess we'll have to keep a closer eye on DB when fruit is around.