"His last word was 'ribbit.'"

So Maddy has this frog that my parents gave her-it has a bell in it. Maddy doesn't pick him up and shake him to hear the bell-she places it on her knees and beats the hell out of it, all the while a demented grin plastered on her face. Then she looks up and smiles at me devilishly and goes back to beating poor Mr Froggy. Yup. My kid.