We headed down the street to the park this afternoon. Ian was determined to find frogs and Simon was in charge of making a habitat. I was the pack mule - of course.



The boys took their gear down to the park to catch frogs. They really wanted to bring some home. They had all of the arguments down as to why they should be able to have one, but we stood firm. Frogs belong in the pond, not their bedrooms! Even IF the kindergarten teacher has one in her classroom and the best friend has two in his bedroom...
On the look-out. They were quite stealthy. I think this was the quietest Simon has been (when not sleeping) in ages.
Here is the one eyed frog that they caught...twice. I've seen pictures and watched programs about how pesticides and other environmental toxins are affecting this population and to tell you the truth it didn't really hit me until I saw it with my own eyes in my backyard.
Kal watched all of this from a safe vantage point with the dog. Neither of them was having any part of touching the frogs.