Meet at least three out of four. Zippy, Tilly, Lily and Ferb.

Sorry about the bad photo.

Here are my frogs. I say my frogs because I actually adore these things. Yeah, they live in Megan's room and she feeds them. She doesn't want anything to do with touching them, so we came up with a fair trade with chores. But I check on them at night right after checking on the kids before I go to bed.

After I cleaned their little habitat, I fed them and watched them for about 30 minutes. (Yeah, time went by that fast or I'm that bored.) But watching our little habitat is a lot like watching people. It's sometimes better than cable. I think we have three males and one female. The females are light, and the males are dark and spotted. Now that they are bigger you can tell the difference between them better. That, and that the female still seems to have a bigger tummy than the rest. So either she's just fat (isn't that just like regular life?) or she's still pregnant. I need to go find out the gestation for african dwarf frogs apparently.

Anyway... so as the flakes of food are floating at the top or sinking at the bottom, she's trying to get herself a piece. They eat really slow, not like fish, they float up to it and 'freeze' so they don't look like prey themselves. Then they snatch it really fast. But the boys won't let her get a piece. They float up underneath her and bite her little webbed feet!! Then she darts out of the way and the males eat the food. Typical males. Steal food from the maybe pregnant female. She just keeps going to another corner hoping to find her own piece. She did get some eventually. But it was interesting to watch.

Now I don't mean this to sound like a man hater post, but it did remind me of one time when I was pregnant. I mean I was literally close to divorce after saving one last piece of bacon on the side of my plate to eat after I ate all of the sweet pancake stuff at a breakfast out. I had already eaten a few other pieces first, but I wanted to save this last piece. It was the perfect piece too. The filet mignon of bacon.

Mike reached over and ate it!! I was so mad! You stole bacon from a pregnant woman? WTH is wrong with you!??!?! He thought I wasn't going to eat it since it was on the corner of my plate. In his defense he did get me some more bacon, and he never deprived me of any craving. I'm sure some pregnant hormones had a little something to do with the whole thing too. ;)

We still joke around about the bacon. But I've come to the conclusion that male humans aren't that much different than male frogs.