The doorbell rang last Monday evening, during The Bachalorette. Normally I would be annoyed with such an interuption, however, I saw Quinn's (the owner of the deceased Brown Frog) tiny face in the window. We opened the door to find 3 little boys, each holding a vase of flowers.
"Thank you for watching our frogs!" they said in unison.
(In my head, I'm thinking "Seriously? I killed the frog.")
How cute is this card? The best part about the whole thing is the beautiful drawing of me.
And my sweet ponytail.
I love little boys.
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