I’ve posted before about my absolute fear of frogs and toads.
It was embarrassingly obvious to all of my fellow UM bloggers when we were at Blue Mountain last month. Anytime we walked by the frog pond I would look straight ahead, walking quickly clutching whoever’s arm was closest to my grasp.
I’m grateful that I haven’t placed my fears onto my children and they can explore nature as they should.
I’m also glad that my sister was on their nature excursion this morning and not me.
Ribbit.