I love these little frogs. When I was a kid, we had them in a bowl on the kitchen counter for many years. As an adult, I came to find out that the pet stores say they are “warm water” frogs, for heated aquariums only. Well, my personal experience wins out, and I have some in a bowl on my kitchen counter again.

I don’t know how they behave in an aquarium, but in a bowl of still water, they casually swim around. They like to hold air bubbles in their tummy and float on the surface of the water, then they burp and sink back to the bottom. I feed them freeze dried blood worms, and when they smell it, they paddle around on the surface, looking for food. My mom had a pair that you could hear sing under the water. They’re immensely cool. Clark loves to watch them.

Mine are thin and scrawny now as we’ve only had them for a couple weeks, but they’re already filling out, and soon they’ll be nice and thick.

I couldn’t get to sleep last night, so I stayed up until 1am finishing Abby’s stocking and looking at argyle charts.

I need to weave the duplicate stitch ends in still, but that’s it. I really like it.