Outdoor Adventures

Last week we went to visit the Dorseys. They have a cemetary behind their new house, with a frog pond in the middle. We thought it seemed like a good day for some tadpole hunting.

Mya slipped - twice, and got her pants soaking wet. This pretty much sums up how she felt about that:



(If you think she had it rough - keep reading).

The search was on, and they did find a few tadpoles, as well as some other interesting discoveries (like water snail eggs, apparently - on the lily pad.)



Now, all along the edge of the pond, just under the water, was a concrete ledge. The water was shallow above the ledge, but beyond the edge, not so much. A fact that was pointed out to Taye a few times. So, of course, one minute I was taking this picture...



and the next I was taking this one:



He got himself out before I got to him. He was soaked and shaken up a bit. But not for long!



The rest of the day was like many others with the Dorseys - my kids were pretty much ignored, and mistreated, and had a generally miserable time.