Wild animals and children are just drawn to him...
So the girls had to take turns holding it.
Poor children; they lived in an apartment complex a little too long... hence the fascination with normal, everyday backyard critters.
They named it... Fred. Or Herman or Larry or something; I forget. But it's not important now.
What's important is that moments like this MUST always happen immediately after a bath: we must hold a frog, and sit in the lap of the sweaty man who just finished mowing the yard.
But baths are temporary anyway... hopefully the memories made will last much longer.