Wisdom from the crazy Lady
Bullfrog songs in the middle of the night is what is ahead for me. This is yet another one of those moments in parenting, you think to yourself, “what does the child mean it is loose? Did he just say, it escaped from the tank”? Our son invited a friend to stay the winter with us, a baby bullfrog named Tom. Said frog was brought to my attention long after hibernation time for frogs. Deep in the night Tom chirps and sings. Basically keeping Macgyver and I awake, although I will say Tom has a nice set of chirping pipes. As of today Tom is MIA. He has jumped ship, escaped, running a muck in the house. What is worse is all of the kids walked around the house calling his name. It was very hard for me not to walk behind them saying,”Help me. I am over here”.