Amphibians, Children and Love

How adorable is this tiny frog?! I love it! I may have mentioned in a previous post (or not) that my siblings and I once lost a baby frog in my parents car. We had been out to visit the grandparent's farm and per the usual had found some frogs to have races play with. At the end of the day we decided to take one of the wee babies home. Only it got loose in the car. My mom was concerned it would turn up at an inopportune moment and startle my dad, thus causing a crash. Sounds like the stuff I tell my kids when they misbehave while I'm driving. Only with the girls it's not frogs, it's various objects being tossed/wrestled with between the front and back seat.

I left the girls alone in the car one time while I ran inside. I mistakenly thought they were old enough (10 and 14) to be trusted for 30 seconds. When I came out I found them having soft-drink spit wars with their straws. There was soda splattered all over the place. This sort of behavior is one of the reason's parents are programmed to love their offspring. Survival of the species depends on it. Sure they're all cute and stuff when they're tiny, like this frog baby. We get sucked in and attached. Then come the trials and tribulations. And the law says we can't kill them when they splatter coke and sprite all over creation. Or when they turn frogs loose in our cars.

Wee baby frogs grow in to big frogs quickly and go on about their frog business. Kids grow up fast too. Sometimes that seems good, sometimes not so much. One thing is sure: if my children have children they will be complaining to me one day about what their daughter/son did in the car. I will just laugh and remind them of the soda war of 2006.