Cannot Stop Laughing

Last night my son flew into the house.

"Mom!" he hollered.

I, of course, said, "What?"

"I need a leash for a toad. Do you have a toad leash?"

{Short pause.}

{Trying to stifle gut-busting laughter.}

"No, son.  I'm afraid I'm fresh out."


10 Minutes Later...

"Mom!"

Again, me..."What?"

"Come look at this!"

  

Sure enough.

That is a toad on a piece of pink yarn leash. Apparently we do have one.  

It even worked.  That silly toad hopped all around with a string around its...neck? Do toads have necks? 

My little guy only had to capture  the escapee toad once.

We're going to work on patenting his invention tomorrow.