Where is my prince? There have been smoking frogs, selfish frogs, texting frogs, dishonest frogs, frogs that were scared of being hurt, and a few horny toads. The influx of frogs and not one prince makes me wonder if I am a frog myself. Nah. That was just a fleeting thought. I guess it is a sign to leave it in the hands of the true Prince up above and be grateful for my princess prowess.