How the Pollywog Finally Escaped.

When I was little – probably about grade three, come to think of it – we read a book in school called The Secret World of Og.  I remember thinking it was fantastic – these kids played just like I did, but had real adventures in secret lands with little green men.

The youngest child in the book was a baby named Paul – but everyone called him Pollywog.  He was constantly trying to escape (I think they said in the book that he was headed for the Mexican border.)  Here’s a quote from the book; read it if you need a smile:

“On the afternoon that It happened, the Pollywog [the baby, Paul] was in jail as usual; and as usual, he was trying to escape. For his entire life, which seemed to him to have been very long but was actually only twelve months, he had been staring out at the world from behind bars.

First, there had been the crib in the hospital, into which they popped him after he was born, and then there was the crib at home. Sometimes they would take him out of the crib, and pop him in the playpen; more bars. The Pollywog would grip the bars, like a convict, and stare out at the world. He would work out elaborate means of escape and sometimes he actually succeeded in escaping. Nobody ever knew how he did it, but the fact was that occasionally he would be discovered outside his playpen or crib or down off the high chair, which was his third prison.”

Has anyone else read this book, or do I just sound like a crazy person right about now? :P

Anyways, the reason I bring this up is that last Saturday I had my last family session of the year, and one of the boys was a real life Pollywog.  If he was out of our sight for just one second – he was off!  It was pretty hilarious.  :)

We met at Campbell Valley Park in South Langley.  It was really chilly, and these boys weren’t too excited about either the cold or the camera.  But, all things considered, they did a really good job!  Check it out:

Is that a Pollywog moment on the right?

Big Brother:

I’m quite happy with this shot because it was a tough one to get!  The younger two boys (yes, twins!) were real speed-demons.

Chuckles with Dad:

Smiles with Mom:

Love the fall colours at the park.

These shots  below are my favourites.  Mom and Dad were real troopers sitting down on the freezing cement, so we had a tickle-fest and shot really quickly.

I’ll leave you all with this shot. Let’s call it How the Pollywog Finally Escaped (which, incidentally, is also Chapter Three of that book.)

On a side note, my very first niece was born today!  Early Christmas present for me.  :)  Hope you’re all having a good Monday!