Boys, when you think about it, are a lot like frogs. Consider the abundant amount of time boys spend involved with puddles and mud, exactly like a little polliwog. Then there is that faint dampness they both carry about them, as if they have just risen from a swamp. And like all damp, swampish creatures, they share a fascination with bugs. And, what, besides mud and bugs, are both boys and frogs associated with?
Well, warts, of course. They say warts are caused by a virus that lives on damp surfaces, and boy skin and frog skin are equally damp. So then, it is fair to say that while touching a frog or a boy will not definitely result in warts, touching either will not result in anything good.
Not that I would touch a frog or a boy.
But as I sit here, watching my cousin Damon pin butterflies to his foam board, I cannot help but think about frogs and warts and bugs and viruses and how they are all connected to creatures like Damon.
“Damon, are you sure those poor butterflies were already - and entirely - dead when you found them?”
“Eh, they were close enough. I think some of them were just really sick. So they were flying kinda slow.” He leans over with his magnifying glass to adjust a wing. His chubby fingers glisten like sausages.
“That wing looks like it is trying to rise from the board,” I point out to him…