“Mom! I’m gonna be late!”

I smiled and turned around. Elliot was running toward me in his little school outfit with his blue backpack. Patting my hands on my apron, I pulled him into a hug.

“Good morning, pumpkin.”

“Mmm…mmmm…we…nneeee…goooo…”

I let go and he exaggerated taking in breaths. “What’s got you so excited about school today?”

“We are having animals come today and they have a frog!”

Smiling, my son’s newest obsession has been frogs, but his inability ...