I had to post these pictures we took last weekend while frog hunting in the nearby ponds.
Brett and Anna fearlessly trudged through the swampy mud and found a bucket of frogs. Anna and Quinn then giggled, squealed, and hopped around after their new slimy green friends. This was one of those moments when time stands still, when you see the wonder in your daughter's eyes instead of the mud on her clothes, and when the sweet sound of your childrens' laughter (and your husband's) echos in your mind for days thereafter. It was priceless!