My daughter has a new best friend.
She has “in jokes” with him. She tickles him. She teases him. And she can’t get enough of him.
Frog and the (self-proclaimed) Northern Love Machine are best buddies at the moment. Forever friends. BFF’s.
Whatever you want to call it, they’re getting along very well. So well, in fact, I’m starting to feel a bit left out. Continue reading »