Last week was a busy week and a good one for Danny to be out of town. Lots of young women/girls camp stuff. The JC overnight was held at my house on Friday night so, of course, it rained - hard - dangerously hard - keeping the girls inside and loud. I finally called it a night around 12:30. Then, just as I fell asleep, there was a horrible screaming. When it didn't stop I got up, put on Danny's Robe, and went to investigate. The girls had found a frog in the kitchen. Granted, it was a big frog, but not worth screaming about. They caught it, took it outside, and cleaned up where it peed on the floor. Drama over, but the story lives on. This weekend it's camp certification, again at my house. Another good weekend for Danny to be out of town. This time he's taking Beezer with him - Jazz Fest in New Orleans.
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Danny's home - and then he's gone again
Posted by Terri Bills at 5:02 AM
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When I read the post title and saw the picture of the frog I thought you were going to compare dad to the frog. I was interested to see how that went.
Good story, you will have to make up some certificates to give out to the girls that say something like...
"Trained and Certified in the Capture and Rescue of Wild Animals and Their Urine". It could work.
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