Summer To-Do List: catch a frog (kissing optional)
Freen Collie returns.
Well, it might not be Freeny, but it's definitely his close relative.
The plan was actually to catch several frogs, but only Freen Collie was too slow for our nets. Cousin Amanda was in charge of holding Freeny whilst we attempted to catch other frogs, and she is something of an expert in the frog holding arena since her older brother is the Family Farm's resident frog catcher and has educated Amanda in all things "frog holding."
Sydney said hello.
Jules thought she'd do Sydney one better.
Around here we call it frogamesmanship.
But we should.
I'd say that's quite an improvement (of sorts) over last year's frog encounter:
While we had Ol' Freeny around for a visit, I thought now would be a good time to introduce Addie to our frog neighbors.
(Don't you just love her little temple dimple? It kills me, it's so sweet.)
She was pleased to meet his acquaintance.
All things must come to an end though, so we gave Freeny a friendly hug,
and sent him on his way home.
Even though I wouldn't call my kids country kids (as in, ranch/rural/farming kids), they are most definitely not city kids. I guess I'd call them outdoor kids. Outdoor kids who happen to be quite friendly with frogs.
Much to Freen Collie's dismay.