Daddy: Chuck, tell Mama how you wold describe our firepit right now.
Mama: What, um, makes our firepit, 'Froggy?"
Chuck: Well, when it rained last week, the firpit filled up with water... and then a frog moved in.
Mama: You mean a toad?
Daddy: Nope, a leopard frog. Instead of floating on a lilypad, it is floating on a piece of charcoal.