Boys Stink

While camping this past weekend the girls had their bikes in tow.  We have moved our camper to a street that is much quieter and has friends in the site at the end of the street.  So, I finally got over myself as a Mom and let them bring their bikes to do some biking without us.  As the big girls were biking up and down the road, Quinn lagged behind.  I heard a commotion and went to the end of the driveway to see what all the fuss was about.  I saw the three girls watching something on the road.

They were bending over and poking at “it”.  It was a teeny tiny frog.  Then I heard Davilyn excitedly exclaim,

“Don’t touch it because it’s a boy and boys stink!”