Monday: Pick Shane up from Day Camp, and he immediately pulls out a drink bottle from his lunch bag and says "Look what I caught!" ...... tadpole. A huge tadpole.
We now have a tadpole.
Monday Cont.: A brief moment of "HUH?!?" washes over, quickly replaced with a sudden urge of "What do I do! DONT YOU DIE ON ME!!" Cue, Petsmart. $25 later, we have tank, food and plants. Come home to a husband who laughs and says that the awesomeness of the event cancels out the "Not another pet!" component.
Tuesday: "Sparky needs friends!" Ok kid, I'll grant you that, it must be pretty lonely in there, I'll find some friends for... Sparky. Thankfully, I knew of a great friend with a water trough FULL of tadpoles, so I scoop up three and introduce them to their adoptive brother. They're interesting little buggers, just starting to grow little hind leg nubs.
Wednesday: "Mom!! Sparky, Boom, Booom & Man all have little back legs!" Yes, that's their names. You can thank Mike for the other three's monikers. But by golly, yes! All 4 little guys seemed to sprout hind legs over night! Huh, these are neat little guys...
Thursday: "Front legs!! Mom, I see front legs!!" No way, let me see... holy cow, there are front legs on two of them!! Like, overnight!! And their tails are shrinking!!
Thursday evening: "Mike!!! Ones hanging on the side of the tank!!! LOOK!!" Yes, one had decided to become a wall frog and pulled himself out of the water and was hanging on like one of those Garfield cat suckers you see on car windows. Wow.
Friday morning: Ok, I love our froglets. This has been a rollercoaster of emotions and as I'm typing, one has now perched himself on one of the plants, tail almost gone!
Huh, tadpoles..... who knew!!
Update: They keep growing. This guy has only one eye.
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