Goin' huntin'

Thanks to Tiffany B. we found out there were loads of tadpoles at a local park. So, we headed over there, plastic cups in hand and went on a hunt.


Rich declared a race to see who could catch the first tadpole.


Ryan, of course, caught the first one. Rich had to learn the young master's technique before he could catch his first one. I actually beat everyone by asking a little girl with a fishing net to catch a bunch for me (I did this just in case the boys failed. How's that for believing in them?:)


Ryan's first catch of the evening.


Rich's first catch. Mmmmm tadpole in freaky blue water. His favorite.


Courtesy photo of Macie just to prove she was there. She was bored out of her mind, poor thing.

In the end Rich caught 3, Ryan caught 2 and I acquired 6. We'll see how long they survive in this household. I'm sure they'll be the subject of a blog post or two in the future.


On to my newest tadpole. I love this new little photo subject. She doesn't move. It's great.


Ryan liked adding this little prop.


Ryan's got an eye for this kind of thing.


And then this one. Kind of like an Olan Mills portrait, huh?


Rich picked out the prop for this one. Is this foreshadowing what she will become? In this family, probably so.