Pool Party

Not much to say today (hold on Nelly I am telling the jokes around here...) except that I am slopping around in my PJ's in a post nightduty 'hangover' just enjoying the cool afternoon rain and thunderstorms, and watching as the park in the laneway behind our house turns into a river complete with waterfalls, almost worthy of a safari doc. 

The frogs are also enjoying the post rain puddles,  different pitches of the local boys can be heard, infact not much else CAN be heard, while they arrange their pool party for later when we all go to sleep.

My son is drifting off to sleep in their chorus, after complaining about the 'noisy fwogs', he enjoyed hearing of the possibility of a frog party right outside his room.....I think he is waiting for an invite....and picturing beautiful fat lime green frogs in teensy polkadotted lycra swimsuits bobbing around the spa in tiny float rings holding teensy little cups of soft drinks....okay maybe I helped with that idea ;)

When Miss8 was little and we first moved here, she was terrified of the raucus frogs, who sound like they are moving on in, so we told her they have a tea party every night, and it was an unrealised plan of mine to find a teeny dolls teaset and leave them strewn around the palm trees for her to find in the morning....... on second thoughts, maybe there's still time.

Enjoy your weekend!

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