FFRROOGGYY!!!

If you have a child under the age of 10 in your house, chances are you know what the expected response is to this: “FFFRRROOOGGYYY!” Both of our kids love the "Froggy" book series by Jonathan London and Frank Remkiewicz. When Alex was Meredith’s age, we didn’t leave the library without at least two "Froggy" books. Froggy experiences all the things young children do and while we mostly just enjoyed reading them, I’m sure they’ve helped a lot of children navigate scary times. In short, it’s a great series and if you haven’t read them, start grabbing them at the library.
Yesterday Meredith and I went to the library for the first time in weeks. We were running behind and got there two full hours later than I planned. As we walked in to our mammoth library, I noticed a group of children and moms sitting on the floor, which usually means there’s a program. Sure enough, there was a special Froggy program and it was just starting. We plopped down and listened to Froggy stories and sang songs about frogs. It’s so funny for me to watch Meredith completely immerse herself in the activities, do every motion, and sign every word. Alex was--and still is--always so serious and would rather have cleaned out the refrigerator than admit he was enjoying singing the songs. Before the program was over, the librarians asked us to call for Froggy. (See first paragraph.) Who came around the corner, but THE Froggy. The kids went bananas. I was so glad we were late to the library.

Alex had a soccer scrimmage last night on the other side of town. It wouldn’t have been such a big deal if that side of town didn’t have every third road closed for construction. There’s no easy way to get there and Alex was wiped out as it was. And I wonder why he has meltdowns...The poor guy went to bed at 8:00 and I let him sleep until 7:45 this morning. We have practice tonight and I think we might just forget to go.