It seems like only yesterday when my sister, cousin Lesa, and I entertained ourselves for hours on end acting out stories from Frog and Toad. If you don’t know what on earth I’m talking about, well I’m sorry. Frog and Toad Together was Newbery Honor book two in a four part series written by Arnold Lobel.
What can I say, we were farm girls with fantastic imaginations and oh so much talent.
There’s a particular story in Frog and Toad Together that goes something like this…
Toad bakes cookies. Frog, knowing they have no will power, places the cookies in a box, ties up the box with string, and puts the box on a high shelf. Toad, being the realist, points out how easy it would be to climb the ladder and get the box and eat the cookies. Frog and Toad ended up giving their cookies to the birds. As a kid I remember thinking just eat the cookies if you want them. Today I think all that sugar and chocolate probably killed the poor little birds…
I can’t tell you how many times we acted out that story in our bedroom. We had high bookcases that worked perfectly for hiding the cookies. Lesa, the best actress in our threesome, played Frog.
A few days ago, I had my own Frog and Toad moment. A one person show. And instead of cookies, I had an entire sack of Ghirardelli chocolate someone brought me. (Another story.) Waaaaay too much chocolate. Waaaaaaay too much temptation.
I mean, seriously. There are even a few flavors I’ve never tried like milk chocolate creamy almond. And somewhere under the pile is a brownie bar I hid even for this picture.
Not being one to completely deprive myself, I ate half a gigantic bar of sea salt milk chocolate (sorry, not sorry) then returned all the chocolate to the sack, climbed the ladder and smushed it in the tip top of my pantry where it’s been calling to me ever since.
Like Poe’s Tell-Tale Heart.
Grace Grits and Gardening
Farm. Food. Garden. Life.
Thomas Rhett, Get Me Some of That