Spencer and I were out watering all of the flowers in the backyard Saturday night.
So much for the strong thunderstorms that were forecasted, by 4 in the afternoon we had bright sunshine. Guess the clouds did not want to stick around any longer.
Anywho…
I was snapping more pictures of my roses and he was in charge of watering half the flowers. He asked me to go turn off the water for him. I walked over and turned it off.
As he was trying to roll up the hose, he yelled really loud.
I turned around and all he said was, “frog.”
I am looking all over the place for a frog in the grass; he’s pointing and saying, “There, there is the frog,”
Now, I know my eyesight is good because I just it checked but I could not see the frog. Slowly, Spencer walked over, pointed it out with his foot and sure enough there was the frog.
I was looking for a green little friend but as you can tell this one blended right in.
Looks like we have another addition to our backyard this year!
awww, that's kinda cute. in a weird pimply-worty way ;)
lol...
Yeah, really! :)
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