That honkin frog reminded me of another kid experience....
My brothers and I used to go down to this little creek up the street from us. It was loaded with frogs of all sizes and types. We had a big bucket to bring the little critters home in.
(Can you tell where this is going?) Anyway we filled that baby up with little frogs, some of them even still had tails. My brothers kept them in their room until we could figure out where to put them. Later that night when it was time to take a bath my brothers had a bright idea. My mom always put bubble bath in the tub, so while it was filling up they went in and poured the frogs into the tub and left until mom would call them in. Well, she went in to swish the water around to make more bubbles and when she did she felt all these little lumpy things, and of course wanting to know what they were she pulled out a hand full of frogs. All we heard was DAVID, DANNY, DENNIS, GET IN HERE! I lucked out because I was the youngest and a girl.
And don't worry I didn't marry my brother, he just happens to have the same name as the hubby.
