I'm sure when they found this sun dappled spot filled with a mixture of stone and leaves they thought it was the perfect hideout from predators.
What they didn't know is that 6 children from the ages of 3 to 8 would soon be arriving to scare the living daylights out of them.
Everyone had to hold them. They went very still. The big cousins were somewhat gentle. The younger the child the stronger the hold on the toad.
It was all very friendly until Addison could not keep from squeezing the little one.
Both Grandma and I had to rescue the toads from a death grip.
We were both immediately wet upon by the toads.
They were using whatever defenses they could to get back into their safe haven.
Will decided to name them Chunk Face and Little Ben.
The children disappeared for a good twenty minutes yesterday and came back reporting that the toads can "Jump very high" which we took to mean "fall very far".
We had to set a mandate, "Do not visit the toads."
Scott is sure they will be going to see Jesus before their time.
Yesterday Chloe and Will were begging to have another visit.
Will said, "Mom, can I please visit the toads?
I promise I won't throw them up in the air this time."
"Did YOU throw them up in the air?"
"Just once but I caught it right away!"
Say a prayer on the toads behalf.
As of this morning we are not sure what has happened to Little Ben.
Let's pray he has made his way to safety instead of meeting his maker.