Fairly self-explanatory. One evening at dusk, Ruben and Steve tried their hand at fly-fishing, but it was Emily, in her single-mindedness, that would bring home something for mommy to freak out about. The vile frog and overgrown tadpoles spent a couple of days in our pool before the frog became hungry and his younger counter-parts disappeared-SIIIIIIICK. He was given back to nature and the pool scrubbed vigorously shortly there-after.