
Earlier in the summer, we were driving home after being with some friends and it was pretty late. As were driving home, Warren stopped in the middle of the road and got out of the car because he saw a couple of things in the road. He came back to the car, grabbed a plastic bag, and put whatever he found in the bags. He had found 3 toads. They were jumping all over in the bag. Some of the legs were sticking through holes in the bag. Warren proceeded to hand me the toad infested bag to hold while he drove home, but I REFUSED!! I do not like TOADS! Especially hyper-active, scared to death, jumping ones.
When we got home, Warren put them in a bucket and the girls immediately picked out which toad belonged to them. Nicole named her's "Dora the Explorer" (the medium sized one), Taylor named her's "Bob" (HE WAS HUGE), and Kaylee named her's Princess Elizabeth (the tiniest one, with a high-pitched, frantic croak)

The next morning, the girls were so excited to check on their toads. At first, they wouldn't touch them, but they warmed up pretty quickly. Nicole's favorite "Dora" was the feisty one. She would jump out of your hand and quickly bolt for it, but the girls were too fast for that poor toad.

Bob was lazy and did not want to be bothered. He would just sit there and looked completely bored.

Taylor was scared to death of these toads. She wanted to be held anytime one would get loose. She kind of warmed up after awhile and would hesitantly pet it - but her hand would quickly jerk away once she felt its warty back.


The girls invited some friends over to play with the toads. Kaylee's friend Ashley loves animals and she was the first one to pick one up and hold it. Once my girls saw that it was not scary, they couldn't stop holding those poor things.


Bob was by far the favorite toad because he was HUGE and FAT! He would just let you hold him.

Kaylee loved Princess Elizabeth. Princess Elizabeth would croak ALL THE TIME!! Kaylee said she was singing to her lost love to come and rescue her.
This was the SAD part....
Warren and I decided to let the girls play with them for one day, but at the end of the day...we needed to put the frogs back in the nature preserve by our house.
So, after one full day of frog races, finding bugs for them to eat, chasing the runaway Dora the Explorer, trying to croak like Princess Elizabeth, and squeezing poor BOB really tight..we had to let them go. Each girl took their little frog (except for Taylor) and put it in the pond. Dora was the first one off, she didn't look back. Bob was pretty slow, but left after awhile. Princess Elizabeth hung around for a long time. Kaylee was convinced that her toad wanted to stay with her. We kept picking her up and putting her in different spots of the pond, but she would not leave. After awhile, Warren said to put her in the reeds instead of the open water. Finally, Princess Elizabeth took off and Kaylee lost it. She cried and cried and cried. Poor thing.


That night, Kaylee said she could hear Princess Elizabeth croaking and maybe she was trying to find her way back to our house. I told her ... maybe she had found her lost love and she was so happy to find him.
It was such a fun day. It was the perfect summer day. It
felt like a childhood summer.
The day brought back a lot of memories for Warren and I.
Oh, to have the imagination of a little child
JUST one more time. I kind of felt it that day...