Yep, that's the names of our tadpoles/frogs that survived so far! Yesterday, Carter and I rode the bike to the dollar store to get a new home for the baby frogs, since Ghandi had sprouted some legs and seemed like he was trying to get his head out of water! I was mighty proud we rode our bike down there too! It was a nice little workout but didn't take long at all! Anywho, we transferred them to their new home (a tupperware shoebox with holes in the top) and added a river rock from our front yard and they seemed very happy! Tweaker is the tiny tadpole and he got his name because he is psychotic, literally, with his crazy swimming habits. He gets these sudden bursts of energy and goes nuts! It's really funny, I should video it. And Hamilton we got because he's the fat kid who goes and hides out. He seriously has a huge head, and he gets picked on. Poor Hammy...thanks Danielle for the idea ;) Ha ha (She seriously didn't give me permission to use this as a frog name). This is a really long story about our frogs, but I woke up this morning and little Ghandi had planted himself on the rock, basking in his adulthood! Carter stood there for about 10 minutes communicating with his frog noise "Bibbit!" Here's some pictures:
This is Ghandi just yesterday above and him this morning perched on his rock...pretty crazy, huh?