The boys have entered the stuffed animal phase, where carrying a beloved stuffed toy everywhere is imperative. Ian keeps Ted on his bed, (who likes to sleep and read by himself all day-some bears have all the luck) along with his Southwest airplane (which is reserved for long distance travel only) and Froggy is the companion of choice when he goes local. Froggy attends daycare, riding strapped into the carseat with Ian. He occasionally gets threatened with being ripped in half at daycare by other nefarious preschoolers, but always comes home unscathed. Froggy also pens his own cards and eats purple ice cream. 
Connor finally got on the bandwagon with his own twin frog, the aptly named "Ribbit". Connor will occasionally come over to ask, "Where Ribbit? Where?" with arms outstretched. He doesn't carry Ribbit around as much, but Ribbit does enjoy some lengthy discussions with Froggy. Froggy has a distinctive voice-a cross between a mobster and a Muppet-and talking with him does require patience.
Froggy and Ribbit were presents from Grandma Sheila when we visited the aquarium over the summer. The boys liked the frogs then, but only recently have showed strong attachment. Froggy is beginning to get that love-worn look and his medical label is a decidedly mucky color. I keep it on because how can you not keep the medical label on? God forbid we have a Froggy 911 emergency. And also because that is the only way to tell Froggy and Ribbit apart. That and the purple ice cream stain on Froggy's mouth. 
Froggy and Ian have also come up with a song and simple philosophy that is somehow deeply true. "Everything Changes" was a song that Ian created tonight, along with Froggy. I learned it by rote from Ian, who insisted that I learn and remember it. It was not too hard, considering that "everything changes" was the only line in the song. I know that this little phase will change, as I have learned tonight, but I hope the Froggy and Ribbit adventures don't change too quickly and stick around for a bit, because they are a very enjoyable duo.
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You and the boys might enjoy this. When I was a kid Burl Ives (before your time probably) used to sing this.
Two sweet frogs for two sweet boys.
Sometimes Mommy gets as attached - or more so, than the children. My favorites were a cat named Birdbrain, that was Rita's, and Flat Dog, which belonged to Joe. (So named obviously because he got sat on so much)
Love the froggies! Such a cute phase.
I have to tell you a funny...I dreamt I met you at a park. It was kind of a National Park type place and I read that you were there and I happened to be there. So I drove up and parked near your car and saw you and I couldn't believe that I ran into you in such a huge place! We had fun. I don't know who I was with but you left the people you were with behind. LOL It was very real.
these are some of the most adorable photos ever!
Love the story of Froggy & Ribbit- I had names for all my stuff animals- I was a big stuff animal person, although they mainly stayed on my bed and kept me company at night.
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