SURPRISE!

I briefly wondered what you would think this post would be about with a title like that. Not to dissappoint you, but it most likely has nothing to do with what you think it might be. Sorry, no juicy gossip :) It's actually about a frog. Mike and I were watching tv one night and saw something move. We looked over to find a frog (or toad- I really don't know the difference) climbing our wall. Random. Mike tried to catch it and it hopped across the room landing in our shoe basket. It was so tiny and cute- both of our voices went to this high, baby talk sort of tone. We didn't name it or make it a little house but I'm sure if the kids had been awake all of the above would have occured. We did hold it a bit and then set it free into our wild, white trash backyard. Good luck little guy. Hope you survive.