SO, the other day the mister found michelle catching frogs in the back yard. she was the one and only child in the neighborhood who had enough nerve to actually pick them up. really? the only one? it must be this sterile gameboy culture these children are growing up in. anyway, when the mister told me of her frog escapades my first thought was "she must be mine."growing up we spent our summers in cottonwood. we lived in a trailer (can't get more white trash then that) and it was seriously in the middle of NO WHERE. but there were sure a lot of frogs. i had a hay day on those summer nights collecting frogs in a paper bag. i would gather so many together that the bag would move down our lawn on it's own. my favorite thing to do though was run up to the girls in the area who were primping for i really don't know what since we were in the MIDDLE OF NOWHERE and ask them excitedly to look in the bag, only for them to scream and run away when they would find out it was full of frogs. this really irritated my brother when he was trying to pick up any one of these girls. whatever.
i hope michelle stays my frog loving little girl and not end up like those silly primping girls. we'll see.
