invasion

today we were invaded. invaded by frogs. plural. (stop laughing) i am not talking two, twenty, or even ninety frogs. in fact, i am not even talking about hundreds of frogs. i estimate this invasion to be well into the thousands (no, really, stop laughing)

when i left for work this morning, ky and i had captured about twenty from the pool and about seven from the basketball court. i figured at that point we had gathered about half of the invaders.

wrong...way off.

the boys and i returned this evening only to find kevin holding a bucket which contained about 400 frogs. (gross, i know...so why are you still laughing?) there were also about 100 frog carcasses on the bottom of my pool. frog count at this point...well over 500.






two hours later, after cleaning out the pool and eating our dinner...the boys all went out for a little game of b-ball. as i walked outside, i noticed all three of them sifting through the grass...bucket in hand and, you guessed it, more frogs. (this is truly becoming a scene from a frog horror movie now...seriously, stop laughing...this is becoming a nightmare!)










you walk in our grass and you can see the little buggers hopping...hopping everywhere! we began running, screaming, gathering frogs by the bucketful again. hundreds and hundreds of more frogs. "i just can't believe this!" is all i could say, over and over again.

finally, i turned to kev and said, "this is a complete waste of time. we will never catch all these frogs" he agreed to an extent (although he was still capturing them by the handful)

so, he took the box o' frogs and drove them off to another pond...a far away pond in hopes that they will never find their way back.




believe me...when we wake up tomorrow i know those little suckers are going to be back. i can hear them croaking now...AAH!!!!