We are growing frogs.
Here is the life cycle we have amassed so far.
Stage 7: There are no more gills and the body is larger. The eyes are also visible here.
Stage 6: The taddie develops gills.
Stage 5: Tail shape is changing. More growth.
Stage 4: Fully hatched. They eat boiled lettuce.
Stage 2: Eggs are changing shape.
We went frog hunting the other day and couldn’t find any. We could hear them croaking very loudly in the distance but no matter how far we walked they were always just a little bit further.
After admitting defeat, we started walking home.
I spotted this clump of frog eggs in the ditch. I thought, if I can not find some, I will grow some.
Stage 1: In natural habitat (I only took a very small amount -this is what was left when I was done).
… who the frack cares!
Doesn’t matter what you think love is. What matters is how you show it. What benefit does anyone gain from being loved more than earth and heaven combined if they are neglected and treated like shit?
In the most famous love passage (1 Corinthians 3:4-7) Paul describes love. He doesn’t say, “Love is feeling butterflies in your stomach” or “feeling sexually attracted to someone.” He says:
4Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Have you noticed that those are all actions?
So let us consider this as we go into the world (our families and workplaces, out with our friends etc.). Let us start being love not just feeling it and desiring it.
Let us be happy for others and not be petty. Let’s not lash out at those who don’t deserve it. Let’s be patient and kind.
I want to be the embodiment of love to my family. I don’t want to JUST be hugs and kisses and then yell at them when I am frustrated. I want to treat them like I love to them.
‘Cause frankly, if I bitch at them all of their lives (or spank them or punish them or over protect them) they will remember my actions. Not my intentions.
I am reading an article in the Huffington Post about worrying right now. My scholarly friend sends these to me since she worries about my worrying.
The article was all about management for adult worrying but it had a good little nugget about how kids are conditioned to think the world is a scary place (which it can be). This occurs due to our insistence that they not talk to strangers and not step out of our sight, that they not walk alone etc.
And absolutely, we need to keep our kids safe from predators and from harm in general. I would never let my kids be in a situation where they could be picked up by a stranger.
But there is also a point where you have to let it be.
For example, someone I know was all upset because their kid was balancing on a beam of lumber in my back yard. “Be careful. Please get down. You’ll fall off!”
He was about a foot off the ground and the ground was grass. Worst case scenario? He falls off and cries for a minute. Please someone…alert the police of child neglect!
On Canada Day we went to the Legislature. We were sitting on some steps to eat a snack and this little guy was running all over the steps. And his dad was all upset that he was running on, GASP!, concrete.
“If you fall it’ll be big owies.”
The kid weighs 20 lbs tops and is about 6″ off of the ground but I am sure that he will need to be hospitalized is he trips and falls. Give me a break!
Anna has been scaling furniture since she was nine months old. She climbed onto my kitchen counters before she knew how to walk. But I didn’t worry about it much. She will stop when she feels unstable. And if she falls (which does happen from time to time) then she cries and gets back up to play again. I wouldn’t let her stand on the ledge of a window but really, I can’t protect her ALL of the time and if I don’t let her discover her boundaries she won’t develop the self-confidence she needs to try new things.
All I am saying is that you should consider the risk of over-protecting your child. These kids can grow up to be worriers that are incapacitated by fear of, well, everything.
There are times when caution is warranted but other times? Just let them play already.
Here is the article (which again, is not child related) if you are interested: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/tom-ferry/are-you-addicted-to-worry_b_638682.html
On our nature walk we also found bugs/insects:
And some unusual plants:
One of these days I will have to look up all of these plants and add them to our nature journal.