Frogs

Max LOVES to run out and try to catch frogs with his buddy across the street. Actually, he loves to run out and try to catch just about anything - grasshoppers, crickets, you name it. Definitely a boy thing. He's had a few successful attempts, but most often they seem to jump away just before he can grab them.

A couple weeks ago it was a super humid night and the frogs were everywhere. I went out on our front porch and got a quick pic of one. If you can imagine the size of Max's hand, they would fit comfortably in the center of his palm. We have seen larger ones but for the most part they are pretty small. The combination of a hot, humid night post-light-rain, you'd think you were in the bayou from the sound of all the frogs (okay, I haven't actually been to the bayou, but it's gotta sound close). Pretty funny.