Meet Michael...

This is Michael. Michael the frog. This is officially the second animal I have brought home from school, except this time the addition to our family is under entirely different circumstances. Those of you who have been in my classroom know that I have a HUGE frog collection on display - stuffed frogs, plastic frogs, glass frogs, wood frogs, pictures of frogs...frogs, frogs, frogs! I have been "threatened" for the last five years by students that they were going to bring me a real frog, to which I always responded, "That is the worst idea I have ever heard in my life." So today, Karina - a student I had for two years in a row but who is no longer in my class - walks into my rooms with her hands hidden behind her back. 

I say, "Karina, what is behind your back?" 

She says, "Nothing." 

I say, "Karina, you're scaring me. What's behind your back?" 

She places the baby formula can on my desk, lifts the hole-poked lid, and says, "Look what I got you!" 

What came out of my mouth next surprised me the most. 

I yell, "I LOVE HIM!!!" 

And now Michael - who is named after Michael Phelps the swimmer - is swimming in his new bowl in my dining room. 

Funny how the worst ideas actually end up being the best ideas...even funnier how sometimes it takes a teenager to make you realize this. :)