My 12 year old strolled past as I worked in the kitchen today.  He casually called  back over his shoulder, “Oh, Mom…if you happen to see a really Large, Dark Green, Thick, Slimy…..”

My ears leaned long to hear him…

“Bullfrog…just let me know.” 

And he left the room before I could shriek – “IN THE HOUSE?”

He popped his head back around the corner to say, as if it were the most natural thing in the world, “Yeah.  I had him in a jar, and didn’t realize he would jump out.”

Well, now he knows.

At least it wasn’t snakes.  He brings me about 7 of those a day.