imagine....a toad

imagine with me if you would being a toad. not an itsy bitsy one. but not one the size of your hand either. imagine with me being a toad the size of...well, a small frog. now imagine being this toad that is the size of a small frog aimlessly wondering around outside in some person's backyard. maybe you hop past some leaves that have fallen. and then you hop to the tree and looks up at it. maybe you starts thinking to yourself that if your legs were stong enough you would hop right up the tree and live there forever. maybe you would then daydream about all the spiders and ants and mosquitoes that you would eat and then wham a 16 month old boy falls right by you. the boy notices you and reaches for you. you start to frantically hop away but it is no use. this blonde 16 month old is back on his feet and chasing you. you think that maybe you can out smart this boy by hoping around the tree and then he won't see you anymore...but you have no luck...he is a peoples boy afterall.

then the next thing that you know is that you are a toad the size of a small frog hanging upside down from this peoples' boy left hand.

if you can imagine all that then you have a good idea of what the first toad that ryan ever caught must have felt like. i did not know whether to applaud him for his effort or tell him to put the toad down before it peed on him. so i did both. yeah ryan, good job getting the toad but lets put it down so we can catch it later ok. well, maybe i got kim's attention first so that she could see how big our son is getting, and then told him to put it down. but he did, and then we played in the sprinkler.

i am pretty sure that when grandpa jack gets wind of ryan tracking down this toad and catching it with his bare left hand that he will try to have him out at deer camp this fall to teach him some other fine hunting techniques.