On Friday, we took Rags to his end of the season baseball team pool party. It was a ton of fun - 20 kids (teammates and siblings), swimming and shrieking like lunatics, eating too much sugar, watching movies pool side and each with their very own frog. Wait, what?
Turns out that frogs grow in abundance in our subdivision and my son's teammates'. As the movie was being set up (which was cool as all get-out since I'd never seen a giant inflatable movie screen), we noticed that it was so noisy we couldn't really hear the movie. Turns out that there were about 5 frogs hiding behind the outside clock. One of the parents walked over and grabbed them and went to set them free - or at least out of the way - and jokingly put one on her son's shoulder. That started a revolution.
Before long, all 15 teammates and the 5 siblings were running around with frogs. Frogs were everywhere. Hopping on the adults, on tables, on the ground, crawling up kids' backs, being fished out of the pool. It was a regular PETA nightmare.
That said, I'm happy to say that there were no frogs injured in the making of this post.
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