Wednesday, January 25, 2012

My Sister Hates Frogs

My sister Steph hates frogs, she has since she was very little.   She dislikes their sliminess, jumpiness, and general greenness.  We lived in the country growing up and she would get piggy-back rides from her friends into the house during the summer to avoid the crazy jumping frogs the thought our back porch was the most luxurious domicile in existence.  She lives in Florida now, I am not sure about the frog population in Floriday.  I know they have an abundance of alligators and I think she shares the same dislike of them as frogs, but more for their hot tempers and sharp teeth.



Over the years her dislike grew into not just the animal itself, but to figurines, pictures, and stuffed animals. So naturally the family has taken it upon themselves to take full advantage of any opportunity that arises to taunt her with anything froggy.  Her responses usually include a couple expletives and proclamations of how mean we are.

So this weekend, on my birthday I was out shopping with my other sister Jenn, the sister I share the same birthday with.  We were at Barnes and Noble getting a warm beverage and they had the cutest Frog shaped frosted cookies.  So naturally Jenn and I took a picture of it and sent it to Steph. She responded in her typical way and we countered that she could not say those kind of things to us on our birthday.  She said she could when we do things like send pictures of frogs to her. 



This was a fun reminder of a few other "frog" events.   One Christmas she was unwrapping a  gift from our brother Ian, that happened to be a frog figurine.  She had managed in the process of unwrapping it to turn it upside down so that she could not see what it was. On discovering the objects true form, she promptly threw it in the air and screamed.  It is unclear to me if the beating that insued after this event left any scars.

There was also the greeting card of a frog wearing a graduation cap that was flung across the table without reading it, while choice words were uttered.   (I made her take a picture with that one.)

We do these things because we love her........ and she loves it.

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