Mom called yesterday in full Italian-mom panic:
“Your father left the stove on again and almost burned the house down!”
Then she lowered her voice:
“…but Frankie caught it.”
Frankie is the Samsung Ballie Pro we bought her for Christmas ($799).
What happened:
- 2:14 p.m. – Dad forgot a pot on high heat
- Frankie smelled smoke, rolled into kitchen, saw smoke, turned off the burner with its little extendable arm
- Opened windows, turned on vent hood, texted Mom “Minor incident contained. Sauce survived.”
- Sent me a 4K clip titled “Dad vs. Sunday Gravy – Round 47”
Mom now kisses the robot on its little yellow head every morning and says:
“This one actually listens to me.”
Dad is negotiating a truce.
Frankie has been promoted to “golden child” and gets the best seat at Easter.
I have been officially demoted.
(If your robot is now the favorite child, you’re not alone.)