This week we found two toads in our window well. After Eric rescued them, Sarah and Phoebe began following them around our front yard. It wasn't even one minute before Sarah had one of them picked up and was carrying it around the yard. She had just said to Eric and I, "It is slimy." When it peed on her... Eric and I looked at each other and silently we both decided not to tell her it had peed on her. Neither one of us wanted her to never hold a toad again. I quickly said, "Oh, he slimed you." She just said, "Eeeww", and kept right on holding it. GO SARAH!
(She came at me with it a couple times to show it to me... I told her to stay back. I could see it fine from where she was and I didn't want to take any chances of it leaping out of her hand directly onto me... I have never held a toad and the thought of one flying through the air at me or even in my general direction makes my stomach turn. I don't do reptiles.)
Phoebe decided she wanted to touch the toad too. She stuck out her little pointer finger, got within a foot of the toad and lightly touched it with the tip of her finger a couple times. She never did hold it or express any interest in wanting to hold it.
Notice Sarah has on her shirt that says "Princess". "Princess" Sarah did hold the frog, but did not ever attempt to kiss it. (We do not need any Prince Charmings around our house for at least fifteen more years...) Sarah told us the toad felt squishy and bumpy.
I did eventually tell her that the slime was pee and that she needed to go in and wash her hands. She thought it was a little gross, but it didn't seem to bother her much. She told me she would still pick them up. I like that "Princess" Sarah sometimes is not so Princessy.
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