As you can see from the wet hair and droplet dangling from Jacob's nose, he had to lean over the edge of the pool and snag this lizard who had slithered out of our reach.
And don't think for a minute that Lauren didn't want in on some of the action.
I didn't take a turn, myself. Someone has to be the photographer, right?
I was pretty nonchalant, until they started doing this:
And, although it was rather touching when their bedtime prayers included their new slimy friend, I secretly hope that when we check the minnow bucket this morning, he will be quite dead.