This is a true story dating back to 8/19/2008. I thought I would impart some humor and let everyone have a laugh at my expense. 🙂
I have a little story about what happened to me tonight. It involves a frog, my boys, my husband and a blender. Read on!
First, let me preface this story with a little background:
My husband has a traumatic brain injury after getting shot in the head in Iraq. One of his most endearing qualities is how his brain now operates. We get a bunch of laughs every day (we keep a great sense of humor about us to deal with that stress) and today was just another one of those days.
Secondly, I subscribe to the “catch and release” program. With three boys, they are always bringing home creatures and I teach them to return them to their natural habitat. We’ve also done a few “rescues” over the years.
Anyway, tonight my youngest son was upset that Daddy and his oldest brother left him behind to go to the store. Heartbroken, his big brown eyes puddled up with tears, I whisked him into the kitchen for some magic fun of baking a cake together.
He was sent to go wash his hands and put to immediate work helping me make a cake from the box. He put in the mixture, water, oil and even learned how to separate egg whites from the yolks. He’s a little pro as Mommy’s helper!
When it came time to get the hand mixer and beaters I said, “Now we have to blend the cake mix.” Drake, my doe-eyed boy said, “Oh NO Mommy! We can’t use the blender!”
Not realizing the next step, he heard me say “blend” and started to get upset. I asked him what the problem was. He proceeded to tell me his side of it….
“We put a frog in the blender and you can’t use it!”
[gulp]…..silence as I register what he just said….[gulp again]
“Drake, what do you mean a frog in the blender?” I started to panic!
“Daddy told me to put the frog in the blender!” He said.
I asked again…”What frog?”
“The one that Nick (big brother) helped me catch!”
Now I am swallowing my heart….I am NOT amused!
“Drake, when did this happen? A long time ago or in the last few days?”
Just then, Dan and my oldest son Nick walked in the door. I was wide-eyed and panicked. I pounced on Dan and said…
“What is this I hear about a frog in the blender?!?!?!” He stopped dead in his tracks.
Then they started laughing. Laughing really hard.
Dan proceeded to tell me that the boys had caught a small tree frog and Drake wanted to look at it. Dan couldn’t find a container that was clear so he grabbed the first thing he saw on the counter….the BLENDER!
Sure enough, there was a cute little tree frog hopping around the inside of the blender, unharmed.
I cannot tell you how on one hand I was truly relieved…and on the other hand madder than a wet hen that a FROG was in my blender!
Dan apologized and said he would let it go and wash the blender. I thanked him and said, “Let me be the one to sanitize it!”
We proceeded to bake the cake using the MIXER and not the blender. I had to explain the difference between appliances to my little guy and then explain why frogs don’t belong in the blender any more.