Neither did we.
Foot over foot, the girls climbed the fence to the retention pond next to our home last night. They made the jump; ran helter-skelter in the tall grass and brought back a bucket of tadpoles. With no water. Once more, with "Little Joe's" help they scrambled back over to get water that would house these little creatures until they are adult frogs. We kept two tadpoles.
We woke up this morning and found one of the tadpoles in the jaws of a water spider that we happened to house as well. He must have come on over in the water.
My coffee table in the home school room is now home to a mason jar with an ant farm and a small pond with two tadpoles in it.
I am thankful for these moments.
The freedom to teach my precious children at home.