Daddy Diego

So, the other night I'm just zipping Nat's pj's when I hear a knock at the door. It's Toby. He was working. "Is Nat still awake?" I say, "Yeah, I was just putting her to bed, just a second." I bring her out and what does he have? A big toad! Apparently, he rescued about 8 large toads and frogs from the roadways that dark and rainy night. This particular friend was perilously positioned on the center line ready to devour a worm when John moved him to safety...and decided to bring him home to the family. While Nat wasn't courageous enough to touch him, she was very interested in him while he was hopping on our living room floor. Yeah, John let him hop around the joint. Finally he put him in a safe place outside, cleaned up the car and headed back to work. While talking about it the next day, Nat asked "why did daddy have a toad?" I said, "Well Nat, he rescued the toad, kind of like Go Diego Go." So now, as if he needed something else to make him totally cool in her eyes, he's an animal rescuer too! Go Daddy Go!