The Plight of the Frog

Just before dinner this evening, the back door flung open and G bellowed inside, "Mommy and Daddy, come quick...I have caught it now!"

Typically these words would frighten me...as there is no telling what this mischievous 3 year old could possibly be into when he left outside for more than about 30 seconds!

I grab my camera...because no matter what it probably needs to be documented for further evidence.

Yet, to my relief, it was only a frog! (or a toad, or whatever you are going to call it!)

However, little boys like to show-off the things they find...so off G went across the street to find his brothers and others.
Who knew frogs were so fascinating...not I!
Poor thing was passed around at least ten times! The poor frog...perhaps being stuck in a toy box in our backyard was not so bad!
So worried about the plight of the frog, I used my dictatorial rule to eventually declare the frog
free and demanded he be released from captivity!
Free at last...I bet he would kiss ME if he could after I saved him from his crazy captors!
And, who could have a frog without a little ladybug too!
Sweet brothers...