Froggy has a request

I took Audrey with me yesterday to watch the procession of motor officers and police cars  before the memorial at the station.

As we waited with some other families for it to approach and pass, Audrey got a little antsy.

Which entirely understandable, and I was expecting it.

She'd brought along her little pals, a tiny toy dinosaur, a small rubber lizard, and her tiny rubber frog.  You know, the usual things you'd find in a little girl's pocket.

I grabbed Froggy and held him up to my ear, nodding and smiling at her.  Froggy is her current favorite.

"Froggy says you are being a very good girl, and he is proud of you."

She smiled, and took Froggy from me, and held him up to her own ear.

She grinned at me as he spoke to her.

"Froggy says that when we are finished, we need to go get some ice cream."

"You're too smart for your own good,"  I said, as I scooped her up and spun them around.  She was giggling in no time.

I figured I'd better disorient her a bit before Froggy got really demanding.