I guess it’s a good thing I’m not a frog.

Today we discovered that we have three stuffed frogs. They were in different spots around the house – one is a new gift from Mimi & Aunt Andrea; one has been in Jonas’ toy box for a long time; and one was in my box of “baby stuff” so it landed in Susannah’s room about a year ago.

Now the three frogs have been rounded up. After all, they are a family, you know. One has verrrrry long, slinky arms and legs with velcro pads on the paws. One is medium-sized (it’s a Beanie Baby). And one is small, with a soft, nubby, terrycloth body.
Jonas wanted to tuck them into his bed tonight, so we did. I put them down one by one and said, “Big frog, medium frog, small frog.” Jonas corrected me: “Daddy frog, son frog, baby frog.”
“Where’s the mommy frog?” I asked.
“I don’t know,” he said. “I only have three.”

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I write uplifting women’s fiction woven with threads of faith, grace, and Southern hospitality. My blog is where I share a glimpse of my life, and I hope you’ll find the thoughts here encouraging!






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