Some of my shifts at work mean that I am there at 3:30 am. It isn't always fun, but sometimes you get to see things in the early morning hours that you wouldn't otherwise.
Like this little, tiny frog.
It had been raining Saturday morning and this little guy was hanging out on the window ledge outside my laundry room. Luckily he hung around long enough for my to get a picture!
That frog reminds me of.....
ReplyDeleteI Have a Little Frog
I have a little frog
His name is Tiny Tim,
I put him in the bathtub,
To see if he could swim,
He drank up all the water,
And gobbled up the soap!
And when he tried to talk
He had a BUBBLE in his throat!
(Alaina would love this poem)
I like Cheryl's poem!
ReplyDeleteI think I've taken a picture of his brother on the back door. :)
Awww, he is cute! I'll have to read Cher's poem to Alaina. :)
ReplyDeleteaww... wonder what i'll see this weekend!
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