I HATE FROGS!!!! (Like Mother, Like Son)

 The only frog I ever loved, was KERMIT.

So...most of the posts I put on here are serious. Today, I want to share with you a day in the life of a mother raising a child like mine...

This morning, my son informed me that his doggy "Tonka" was missing. After a few attempts to find our new pup, I became worried and called my Papaw to come help me look for him.  After 2 solid hours of yelling and searching, I told Caleb (my son) that Tonka may be out playing with some other doggies, and prayed that he would turn up soon.

Sure enough, later on the day, Tonka bebopped right up on our porch as if he's been there the whole time. DARN DOG!!! Worried me to death.

"YAY, MY TONKA'S BACK!!!" Caleb proclaimed. "Can I go play with him on the porch?"
"Sure," I told him, "But do not get off of the porch, and be sure to come get me if ANYONE walks into this yard!"
"Okay, momma." He smiled.

I became busy with the baby, but checked on Caleb every little bit. He was playing with Tonka, just as he had said he would no problem. I noticed he and Tonka were having quite a lot of fun playing with my husband's "yard boots". Not long after I had checked on him, Caleb came running into the house screaming like a mad man.

"What is the matter?" I asked.
"MOMMY! THERE. IS. A. FROG. IN. DADDY'S BOOT!!"

(Now, if you know me at all, you know that I have a HORRIBLE fear of all things slimy! ESPECIALLY FROGS!!! I have passed that fear on to my child.)

Anyway, I walked out onto the porch, peeked into the boot. This was NO FROG!!! This was the daddy of all BULL FROGS! No exaggeration, this thing was as big as both fists!!! My plan, was to pick up the boot and toss it into the yard. Hey, Daniel could buy new boots...I was not gonna chance it. The frog had a different plan, however. As I picked up the boot, the frog leaped out onto my foot.

From that very moment CHAOS ensued. Caleb was screaming. I was screaming. The dog was barking and the FROG KEPT LEAPING!!!! Poor Kermit met his end at the hand of a crazy lady with a broom. OH MY! The nightmares will continue for weeks, I'm sure. And so I shall end my blog post with a simple statement and hope you all will understand.  I HATE FROGS!!!!