I was recently thinking how I never see frogs around here.
The next thing I know, I am in the basement and my middle man tells me he sees a frog.
I assume he either means one that is not real or one he saw outside, but no, it was indeed a frog
...in our basement
...and we have no idea how it got there.
Now, as I said, we do not see many of these. So, my boys do not have much frog experience.
The middle man has since developed quite the fascination.
He caught that frog and put it outside for me. This first time, he did not want to use his hands.
Only days later, another frog shows up.
This time there is no fear of using hands...at least for the middle man :)
Oh, and this one, was outside!
This boy is becoming so sweet and tenderhearted. He had great concern for leaving his new found friend alone outside, to the point of tears over it. Lately he is brought quickly to tears out of concern for people while watching a movie or reading a book if that person is sad or alone. I am so thankful to see this tenderness in him as only a year ago we were praying that God would develop that in his heart because we were concerned about the lack of it that we saw. How wonderful it is to see God work in the heart of your child!
Oh, and frogs are pretty great too!