"Mama," my seven-year-old son said. "Check this out!"
I followed him through the woods to the fish tank where he keeps his "pet" frog. His buddy was already at the tank.
My boy grabbed the frog and promptly deposited him down his shirt.
"Bubba," I said. "What the heck?" I watched a little lump make its way up my son's chest. Then the lump became a frog peeking out from under the shirt. I shook my head. "Don't you think that's a little ridiculous?"
My son giggled.
Then his buddy got involved in the act. "I'm going to put him in my pants!"
"No. You are not putting that frog down your pants," I said. "What do you want to do, traumatize it?"
Poor little frog!
LMAO poor frog indeed, plus I wouldn't want a frog near my you know or able to go up my you know, imagine if it got stuck..hahahaha
ReplyDeleteThat would be bad!
Delete*LOL* Poor frog!
ReplyDeleteI honestly don't understand why critters hang around our place. It's downright dangerous!
DeleteBoys! LOL
ReplyDeleteYep. Boys will be boys!
Deletefrogs scare me so!!
ReplyDeleteThen I guess you wouldn't want one crawling in your shirt! LOL!
DeleteA typical boy!
ReplyDeleteHave you forgotten the kiddies poem: What are little boys made of? Frogs and snails and puppy-dogs' tails... LOL.
No, I certainly haven't forgotten. I'm reminded of it every day!
Deletebetter than a turtle in the bathtub---oh yes they dd!
ReplyDeleteHaha! I'm sure that one is coming at my place!
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