Little Bit LOVES frogs. We have a family of them inside the eves by the front door and a few that camp out on the lights by the back door. When we are lucky, one is on the sliding glass door and we get to see the frog's belly and cool suction cup toes. Little Bit gets so excited and shrieks "Fffffrr! Ffffffrr!"! She'll get around to the "og" soon enough.
This morning I was holding her on my hip while trying to put a note in the door warning the technician that I would be right back (don't you hate the 9 to noon window they give you?), when this frog jumped directly onto Little Bit's forehead. Picture me screaming, jumping up and down, trying to get this big frog to release his grasp on this little head. The frog jumps to the door frame. I feel like an idiot. Little Bit has had the ride of her life and cannot get enough of the frog that was once on her head.
If you ask her "where was the frog"? She'll put her hands on her knoggin and giggle with glee. Do you know how many times we sang the Laurie Burkner tune "Little Bit has a frog on her head....and she keeps it there all day"? Can't get it out of your head now. Good. Now I'm not alone :)
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