This chubby little guy was waiting for me when we returned from church one Sunday morning. Sitting there on the step, trying to get his summer tan in, and waiting for his dreams to come true.
Bethany suddenly called "Anna, look who's been waiting for you..." Several things ran through my mind, but none were quite accurate for there on the step sat a frog. Now to the ordinary public that might not seem like much...but that's just because they don't know the truth. But I will let you know this might not be just an ordinary frog, this little guy held the possibility of becoming my very own prince. Sometimes miracles happen! The impossible may just become reality. Yeah, go ahead and laugh, but you just never know.
I rushed to his side, my heart beating. I hardly dared to hope. He was a little plump for my type, but nothing that a good solid workout couldn't cure. His eyes were a little beady, but I was sure that was just a mask...a mask to hide his gorgeous, piercing completely-lose-yourself-in blue eyes. His breathing looked a little lazy, and he didn't look like he was ready for an adventure...but that's probably because I took so long getting home:)
I'm already 19...practically desperate, so I would take my chance with him...and if you really look, look deep beyond the surface...you might find some cuteness in there...somewhere.
Well, I'm getting off the subject and looks aren't really everything...are they?
Anyway, I swept him off his feet and looked him straight in the eyes, my future was hanging by a thread. My mind reeled with what could be. Ahhh, the possibilities...pure bliss...or slimy lips. I decided to be optimistic and hope for the best...the pure bliss part.
So I puckered my lips and...MWAH!
I was left with the slimy lips part.
My hopes were dashed, once again. My dreams faded into nothing. I felt like throwing that little stinker across the yard. And if Dan and Bethany had a dog I would have whistled it to my side and told it to...but than this thought crossed my mind...
What if he wasn't my prince...but YOURS?
How could I be responsible for ruining the life of some other girl? I just couldn't do it. So I set that miserable creature down and told him to get lost, and go find a girl better suited to his style. And as he hopped away I couldn't help but wonder if there would ever be another...
So the next time you see a frog, don't view him as "just another hopping creature" but rather as your possible Future Prince.
Please note: the emotions expressed have been slightly dramatized to fit the story...and the frog was not injured in any way.