June 6-Frog

“Ahhh!” The small brunette girl gasped dropping her watering as the shiny green frog leapt from the flower garden. “You scared me.” She giggled, “What’s your name froggy?”
She looked down at the visitor and awaited a reply.
“Rupert? Rupert what a strange name. My name is Samantha, Rupert wanna play? Mom’s not calling me for dinner for a while yet. What should we do? Wanna play tag? You should teach me to hop. That would be fun right, we could hop race all around the garden. Come on Rupert please teach me to hop.”
Samantha looked down at her new pal and waited patiently. Slowly she bent down and touched his nose. It felt damp on the tip of her tiny finger.
“Squat down first, like this Rupert?” She asked squatting down. “Ok and now put my hands down like this in front of my knees, like this Rupert?” She set her hands down on the warm grass and smiled proudly at Rupert.
“Ok I’m ready Rupert; on your mark get set go!”
“Samantha, Samantha sweetie will you please stop hopping everywhere around the house.”
“Can’t mom; racing Rupert again tomorrow and I have to get better.”
“Rupert, who is Rupert? I don’t recall any boys around here named Rupert.”
“He’s my froggy friend he taught me to hop today in the garden so I’m practicing.”
“That’s nice Samantha but you are rattling the ceiling. So come down for supper and you can practice again in the morning in the garden before Rupert gets here.”
“Oh ok mom.” Samantha shouted downstairs as she skipped down to supper.
“So Rupert’s teaching you to hop?”
“Yup and mom can we save some peas for him. He’s teaching me to catch flies for lunch so I should bring him something right? I should share.”