On one of my early morning runs I almost stepped on a bug, but happened to notice its interesting shape. Almost like a little microscopic frog. I stopped and found four of them. No bigger than my pinky fingernail, these little black frogs were so tiny they easily could be mistaken for bugs. It was the most incredible thing.
Just the other day we located a baby toad in our front yard, and Gavin had a great time playing with him. Benjamin had a great time looking through our reptile guide to locate said toad. None of the photos matched, exactly, but we decided that perhaps the coloring changes as baby toads mature into grown toads? Gavin informed me that this is, without a doubt, an American Toad. So it will be.
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