Frog Hunting

Since arriving in France, I was encouraged by a few of David's coworkers to join Open House Grenoble, which is an English speaking organization for people living in Grenoble. Amanda, the wife of one of David's coworkers, invited us to the Teddy Bears' Picnic to go frog hunting. Basically, several moms who are members of Open House and their children met at a nearby pond where we each brought a snack, frog catching gear, and our child's favorite stuffed animal.



Summer was very excited to go frog hunting. On the drive to the pond, she spoke nonstop about how many frogs she would catch, how she would throw them back into the water, and what they would be like. Only after arriving at the pond did we realize that we were actually going to have to HUNT for the frogs and that they would not be lining up to jump into Summer's bucket.



I was quite surprised by Summer's determination and persistance. She squatted by the water's edge for almost an hour, pitching her net into the water and avoiding the mud (and other smelly gunk) being tossed into the air by the nearby frog hunters. We actually didn't see ANY frogs in or near the water the entire time, but Summer did get to play with a frog that her friend Ellen had caught before most of the children had arrived.