Just froggy

Today was one of those crazy, hectic days where nothing goes as planned.  When Jeff and I left for work today our one goal was to not leave the house after we got home in order to try and conquer the pile of dishes, the pile of laundry, the pile of toys in the middle of the family room floor, and the piles of dog poop in the back yard.  Unfortunately, Jeff got called into work tonight, so it is 8:39 and I just got the kids to bed which means there are still many piles to be dealt with.  I did, however, get to that last pile on the list--actually that would be plural piles.  So, while I was scooping away in the backyard the kids were being even worse than the dogs about staying in the yard (the static collars work great for the dogs...I believe they would be illegal for toddlers, however).  At some point as I was hunched over the shovel, plastic baggie at my side, I noticed what I thought was a hunk of dog business, so I looked closer and the "poop" moved; that was no poop, it was a little brown frog!  Our whole neighborhood is infested with these frogs.  They live in the window wells and are apparently also free roaming in woodchips.  The kids have been on a mission to catch one, so feeling bad that I had been snappy  since I picked them up from daycare, I played cool mom and caught the frog in Ella's bug lamp (which I caught a butterfly in for Keeton just two days ago...I am getting good!).  Of course, Ella and Keeton were just giddy over the capture and named him Kermit, on the suggestion of our lucky neighbor who arrived home just in time to meet the new "pet".  Kermit was released by Ella before bedtime, because I told her he'd be sad in a bug light with no other froggy friends (and I promised to catch her another one soon).