...and so are the snakes. I have vowed to myself to try not to pass this fear of mine on to my kids.
However, when I saw the slithering little sucker in the grass near my barefooted son I squealed like a child, scooped him up and ran away with a kid on each hip. So Drew learned today that "Mama is scared of snakes." At least I told him pointedly that I am very glad
he is not scared of snakes.
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