Adelyn hasn't mastered words like 'cow', 'pig', 'horse', etc. Instead, she calls them by their sound such as 'moo', 'oink', 'neigh'.... you get the idea. So, we have a 'ribbit' that lives near our garage and comes out to see us every night. Naturally, we decided to name him 'Robby the Ribbit.' Here's a picture of our new little buddy.So if we follow the same philosophy described in this post, then what we found last night must effectively be called a 'Grandpa Ribbit.'
This picture really doesn't do it justice. It's a huge bullfrog.... the size of my husband's size 11 foot! Needless to say, Adelyn didn't open up to "Grandpa Ribbit' like she did to Robby. I guess his 'ribbit' was a little too intimidating for her!
