You know, when they're nearly 16, you're not anticipating this anymore...
Although in retrospect, it was kinda funny.
I'm sitting at the computer, reading emails, when the kid bursts through the front door saying "Mom... look what I found in your pond!"
Pond = ornamental fish pond which lately has served as swimming area for large, gigantic dog, who has discovered both the cooling effect of water and the tasty 6 inch long goldfish.
So, he takes the steps by threes... and just at that moment that I turn around and with hysterically horrific timing, I both see this creature... AND it springs loose in a long legged attempt to make away from it's captor.
Yes, I'll admit to girly squeeling (not because I'm a woosie when it comes to frogs, mind you, but because of the sudden, unlikely notion that it's trying to GET ME~! ) and I might have jumped up and down a bit. It was NOT my screaming however that alerted the dogs from their peacable Sunday afternoon naps that Mom was in dire straights... they just sensed the danger!
It bounced around the room for what seemed like an interminable amount of time, with a gangly teenager in hot pursuit.
So, for the record, in a world where 15 year old boys can be up to all kinds of scary bad stuff... my kid spent Sunday afternoon catching pretty green frogs and scaring the life half outta me!
Thank you, Lord, for giving me children that enrich my life and keep my days and nights quite lively.
And you've gotta admit, that is one gorgeous frog... and a cute young-un too, what with needing to pull up his pants, and all!