I promised my husband that I would post this picture on the blog, so here it is. I make fun of him everytime he goes out to mow the lawn with his glasses and massive headphones. I should probably stop teasing him before he stops mowing the lawn. He is saying "What?" because he has no idea why I laugh so much.

A little frog Scot found after mowing the lawn. The boys played with him to death. Here he is remembering his days of freedom and trying to escape.