This story is so good - it warrants it's own post. Ryan was mowing the lawn tonight when he called out to Teagan - Teagan headed for home and suddenly she was squealing and jumping up and down - something exciting was going on. But what?!??!
Next thing I know Teagan is running back across the street, where her friends were still playing and she was carrying her Frog habitat (thank you Uncle Jon and Auntie Heather for that wonderful habitat - insert only a little bit of sarcasm here). All the way she was yelling "I have a frog and it's bigger than Chub Chub!!" Keep in mind Chub Chub once held the record for the biggest frog she ever found. That record only lasted two days - sorry Chub Chub!
We could not believe the size of this frog - and I was in shock that it was living in my flower bed!! Teagan took the frog out of the habitat so we could all see how big it was (ok, it was Kari who prompted her to take it out) and when she set it on the ground it took ONE big leap - all the kids ran after it but it quickly took another GIANT leap so they kept running. On the third giant leap the frog landed right on the sewer grate and fell down into the sewer. There was a collective gasp from all the aduts and a scream of sadness from most of the kids. It's gone - forever. Or so we thought.
Next thing you know Chris and Ryan are removing the cover to the sewer and Ryan tried to use a net to 'rescue' the elusive creature. No luck; Michigan J. Frog took refuge under the street. But wait - there's more!!! Before we know it the cover is off the sewer directly across the street - if he keeps going he'll head right into our trap!!! Didn't work that way either - he decided to sit right in the middle - under the street. With Chris on one side and Ryan on the other we tried to scare it - but our bangs and screams didn't phase him; then out came the garden hose. Yup, let's push him out with water.
Trust me when I tell you this is Ryan.
And on this side of the street is Chris.
After 15 minutes, and many visions of Stephen King's clowns in the sewer, Michigan J. Frog was in captivity once again.
The laughter was unbelievable - Chris on one side of the street and Ryan's feet sticking out of the other (yes, he was head first in the sewer hole) many a car slowed to see - but none were brave enough to stop and ask.
It was a successful night - lots of laughter and happy kids to end the evening. Where is the frog right now you ask - it's in my garage plotting to find a way out of Teagan's habitat.
