Blogging about life and raising our four (soon to be five) kids with Down syndrome.
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Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Where'd he go?
Every year we get tree frogs by our front door. They come because the front light is on at night, making hunting for bugs easy. The other day I posted a picture of this year's resident frog on our windowsill, and I haven't seen him since. I've looked in the previous daytime hiding spaces, like between the posts under the deck railing, and under the shutters on the bedroom window. I know he's around here somewhere!
Ok, sorry, I know you're probably tired of my tree frog pictures. LOL