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Every morning started off the same way last week: the kids would wake up (sometime near 8 am), ask for cartoons and juice, and once Looney Tunes was done, ask to go frogging at the frog pond (ditch) across the street. Every. Single. Morning.


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Dean’s not a fan of the frog pond. He tried to hold them off until later in the day, waiting patiently for one to misbehave so he could take the frog pond away as punishment. He’s just fun like that. It didn’t take long for the kids to wise up to his Jedi mind tricks and demanded to go earlier in the day.

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To make his time at the frog ditch pond more enjoyable, Dean decided to forgo the nets and try to teach Finn to catch frogs “old school” – without nets. We can all agree that his intentions may have been in the right place, but Findley is to patience what oil is to water. He’s just fun like that. The exercise lasted fifteen minutes before old school went out the window and new school came back, nets and all.

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Every day Finn would carry his catch back to the cottage, set up a habitat just so, show off his prizes to everyone around and manhandle the little guys until nightfall. Then, quietly under the cover of darkness, the little frogs would escape, driving us back to the pond for their friends.


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When it came time to pack up and head back to the city, I thought Finn would be sad to say goodbuy to his new little buddies, but he didn’t think twice about freeing the frogs and tearing down their habitats. He’s just hoping they’ll make their way back across the street in time for him to catch them again next weekend!

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