Frogs!!!

Ok, so Brent is a frog freak. He had a few stuffed frogs he used to carry around with him everywhere as a kid, and once he brought a real frog home, squeezed in between his hand and the handlebar of his bike. You can imagine what Mr. Frog looked like when he got home. Well, at a pond near our house, Brent has been eyeing this huge bullfrog for a year now. The other day, he diverted its attention with a stick, and actually caught the slimy thing! He brought it home for the boys to see, then put it back in the pond.

Then, a few days later, Ian found a tree frog at the park and brought it home. We put it in a jar, and the next morning, while we were still sleeping, he wanted to let the frog "explore" the house. When I came down to get them breakfast, Ian sheepishly told me the frog had gone behind the couch and he couldn't get it. We lifted the couch and searched, to no avail. 2 hours later, the frog appeared, hopping casually along the livingroom floor while Brent was playing X-Box. Brent was pretty peeved with Ian until I reminded him of his frog stories as a kid...