Mary Clare Frog Hunter

A few nights ago, Stephen brought home a bag of hand-me-down clothes. This led to Mary Clare wearing a bathing suit and hiking boots. A few hours later we progressed outside to look at the frogs around the pool (which was more of a frog pond until recent activity is correcting the problem). Mary Clare overcame her fears and held several frogs. Then one jumped onto her face, sticking itself on her nose and between her eyes. There was a split second when we waited for shrieks, but instead she burst out in hysterical laughter. We all doubled over laughing and finally, after we composed ourselves, took the frog off her face. Then she became "Mary Clare Frog Hunter" and wore Stephen's head lamp and hunted for frogs, putting pretend frogs in her handy (and Stephen's) passport pouch. (p.s. she is suddenly striking elaborate and very girly poses for the camera these days)