Mommy, mommy, look at the frog. Tanya ran towards the potted garden where the tiny frog sat. Can I please take him home? What will you do with a frog, Sandya? Keep him and then one day kiss him. Mommy, he's going to become my prince. It was difficult to hold back the laughter. That is a fairy tale, my a girl. Frogs rarely, if ever, become princes. Often they are slippery, slimy and lying creatures