Our Fluffy New Pet!

Boys are gross. They like gross things. Yesterday morning I was in Florida finishing up the packing before our afternoon flight. I pulled out a small dresser, kneeled down to unplug Tilly’s baby monitor and noticed something on the corner of the rug that was brown, about three inches long and 1/2 an inch wide. Knowing that we were in an area that has alligators, lizards everywhere, and huge prehistoric looking bugs I decided to back away and let Nick take a closer look.

He came in and I told him I wasn’t sure if it was a wood chip or a huge bug. Since I am an enormous chicken, I told him I wasn’t sure if it was alive and I wasn’t taking the chance that it might be. I pointed it out and went in to Charlie’s room to pack up his monitor and I heard this.

“Oh My God! It’s A Dead Frog!!!!!”

What. The. Foshizzle?
It makes me twitch just thinking about it.

I got Nick a Baggie and went out by the pool to tell Joy what we had discovered. Charlie was out there too and he lost his freaking mind!

“A dead frog! I want it! I want it! I’m going to take it to school to show my friends!”

We packed a dead frog in our suitcase and flew it home with us. So disgusting.

So tomorrow, the dead, mummified frog goes to preschool. I hope it stays there, but if you ask Charlie what the best part of his trip is, he immediately says, “getting a dead frog.” Not swimming everyday, not having fun with Grammy and Pop-pop, not even all the candy and toys the Easter bunny brought. A. Dead. Friggin. Frog. I have a bad feeling this thing is going to end up living in my house <shudder>.

Posted under Out and about, Uncategorized by Sandee Harned