Proof He’s Not Grown Up
Bear with me as my ever present camera collects the evidence.
I found him:
frog hunting,
frog hunting,
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Thanks for the comment on my blog, I hope you celebrated a lovely birthday 🙂
And thank you, Xanthe, for the birthday wishes. He had a great time.