"Mom, can I go catch a frog?" my seven-year-old son asked.
"Uh, sure. It's hot outside. Are you sure you want to do that?"
He went about his business and I went about mine.
A few minutes later, I heard some rustling in the loft. I walked over to investigate.
I found my son holding our aquatic African clawed frog. He had pulled it out of the tank.
"I caught one!"