What not to eat

After dropping Adelynne off at preschool this afternoon, Amy and I enjoyed a leisure walk back to the apartment. Along the way, we came across a frog. I pointed it out to Amy, and she was quite fascinated by seeing the frog. She began to shout at it, "Say ribbit! Say ribbit!" And then without any notice she says, "I step on it," and her foot began to squish into it. But before she could harm it, I screamed at her to not step on it. I told her, "Don't step on the frog! We don't step on frogs." (I think in her mind the frog was like a big bug that she could just step on). So, Amy proceeded to yell at the frog, "Say ribbit! Say ribbit!" And then as the frog hopped off into the grass, and Amy and I continued on our walk, Amy looked up at me and asked, "We no step on frogs?" I replied, "No, we don't step on frogs." And then she asked, "We no eat frogs either?"

No, Amy, we don't eat frogs.