He thought he wanted to join our little pool/picnic playdate.....boy, did he regret this I'm sure.....
The boys chased him, tried to scoop him in buckets.....the girls shrieked and screamed....
Then he got to go for a little dip in the pool....
But then he was rescued....sort of.
He even got a good squeeze...
But then I decided that Mr. Toad needed to live. So the boys scooped him up in the bucket, once again, and found a nice home for him away from the playdate action. Hopefully Mr. Toad was not too traumatized and lived to see another day.....And that is all there is to say about that. : )
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Love the pictures. It is telling the story and you have a record of it! That is essentially what I'm trying to capture for my family on ourblog. That they can see what really happened!
They might remember it and say one day: "Hey, remember that slimy toad!"
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