The Prince and his Tad

Meet Tad....

my son raised him from a little slimy black dot of an egg.

He rescued the mass of black from a dugout down the hill, kept him in a 5 gallon pail, and has watched him grow over the past month.

"Lovingly" killing mosquitoes, he's fed it-

Has supplied it with more dirty dugout water-

Watched it grow from the dot of an egg,

to a black swimming tadpole,

to a tad with small sprouts for legs,

and now this Thing with a long tail which now hops quickly through the grass when let out of his bucket.

Me.....being the skeptical mother i am....got dragged out every other day for a visual update on "my Tad".

Truthfully....I don't enjoy science.

I don't like experiments...especially messy or creature related.

Reading about metamorphosis or any life cycle is enough out of a textbook,

and then I'm done.

But day after day, as those globs began to change.....

Well.

I'm kicking myself now for not documenting the entire thing as a good mother should.

The least I could have done was to take pictures every so often...JUST IN CASE

 it really did turn into something.

But I didn't.

Regardless...it DiD change.

And now he almost has his fully grown Tad.

Next time, when the miracle of creation comes knocking on my door to "come look"...

I won't go quite as grudgingly.

Who knows what a blob may turn into.....