Looking for toads at Lake Lagunita on Stanford Campus, the only lake I know of that is most almost always dry and has a redundant name. Truly Lake Little Lake.
Pulling the kids off the computer, we took the dogs (one dog and one puppy), and the three kids, a chartreuse green bucket and a load of enthusiasm to the shores of Lake Lag and went in search of frogs. It was not an epic quest kind of search, but more a look down and watch the chaos of 4,000 tiny frogs running for their lives. The dogs frolicked in the deep grass, the parents acted stupid, and the kids caught frogs and got muddy.
Ahem, not my husband. So you know.
We ended up with tired dogs, happy kids, and fortunately no frog stowaways.