PhrogPhluff... Ribbit... Ribbit! What a mental image this conjures up!
My husband is in the military and he flies a helicopter nicknamed "the PHROG". In our house, it seems we are always talking about the PHROG. Afterall, it's what puts food on our table. It's moved us to 5 states in 4 years. It's what makes my kids yell "dadda" when they hear one fly over. It's the sound of freedom for us. I also happen to think lilly pads are pretty neat, so this name just kind of stuck. Plus, Phrog Phluff sounds like a frog wearing a Tutu. :)
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Great story. Some names are obvious, but I like to hear the stories behind the more unique names.
Wow! Thank you so much for featuring me in your blog today! I appreciate it very much, best of luch to you!
Lisa
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