We had a wee green visitor last night just in time for St. Patrick's Day. About nine o'clock daughter came into our bedroom and announced "THERE. IS. A. FROG. DOWNSTAIRS."
Being the brave, smart, clever, independent woman that I am, I looked at husband and said "Rodents, arachnids, and amphibians are YOUR job." After all, that is why I got married. So I never had to touch another creepy little home invader again. That and fixing the garbage disposal.
None of the kids wanted to touch it but they were all very concerned about its health and well being so husband captured it and let it go outside. Where it will most likely get eaten by one of the cats.
But I have to admit, it was a cute little thing.
Happy St. Patrick's Day!