Wednesday, July 28, 2010

George the Frog

The other night, Jordan happened to be the grand prize winner of the family frog. That's right...Mommy found the frog and this time Jordan decided it was his turn to adopt it.

He really only got it because his sisters were preoccupied with something else.

Suffice it to say, there was no way this frog was going to get named, "Sparkles" or play in a Polly pocket playhouse.

Oh no.

This frog was going to get a manly name. Like George, for instance.

And he was going to do manly things.

The first thing Jordan did was build an airplane out of Legos. He did this while holding the frog in one hand. I was holding my breath, hoping he wouldn't accidentally squish it.

It soon became apparent that it would be too difficult to simultaneously hold the frog while flying a plane, so it was on to some cool race cars.

"Oh yeah...I'm driving. They don't call me 'toad-ly stud muffin for nothin."

And a cool VW bug (I could put a really stupid pun here about frogs and bugs, but I will refrain)


And then for some manly fire fighting...


He took the frog to bed--yes, I let him. I know that it was a foolish decision on my part but Jordan was soooooo sweet and begged me to let him have the frog in his room. I agreed without realizing that he was going to tuck it into bed with him. Oh yes...he put the frog--safely ensconced in it's McDonald paper cup--right between his mattress and his headboard. I tried to talk him out of it. The thing wasn't jumping anymore, so I figured it was not long for this earth.

Now those of you who are judging me and shaking your heads, could you REALLY resist this face? Could you crush this? Yeah...me either.

Heading to bed with George

Sadly, little George just didn't have the stamina to hang out with a five year old and decided to give up the ghost. This brought on some tears and a dignified burial this morning. But at least little froggie had a full life. How many frogs get to fly airplanes, drive super cool race cars, be firemen, and sleep with a very cute little boy?

Not too many, thank goodness.

And all mother's everywhere breathe a big sigh of relief.

"He was a good frog. Good-bye little friend."

9 comments:

Merany :) said...

This cracks me up... :) I love it. Sometimes the smallest things make kids the happiest.

Adeye said...

Oh my goodness, I am totally giggling. Boy did I NEED your post tonight :)

You're such a wonderful mommy, friend.

Angie said...

I think I'm hearing lines now from "Cheaper By the Dozen." "He hipped and he hopped..."

Kim K. said...

I can always count on your blog posts for a big smile. Hugs!!

sara said...

this was so cute!!! so impressed that you are diligent to give a frog a better life! ha!

Lori said...

George was no doubt the envy of all his frog friends w/ his flamboyant lifestyle. The fast track often does lead to an early demise, however.

There is a spiritual metaphor there somewhere.

LOL!

Gretchen said...

Ok....all I can say is YUCK!!!!!

Sharon said...

I'm with Gretchen on this one, YUCK!!! (Don't know if you ever heard of my fear of frogs and toads.) Loved the pictures of Jordan though. This handsome young man is starting to lose his baby look.

Ally said...

What a cute little blog post! I LOVE IT! Boys are just so much fun.

you are defiantly a better mama than me. Bringing the frog in my house would have been where I would have drawn the line. lol