I accidentally ran over this little fellow on our street this morning:


Seeing in my rear view mirror that he had not slithered away, I decided to check on him. He was almost dead, but not, um, splattered. (Sorry for the visual; can't think of a better word) Since he was still quite whole, I knew my kids would love to see and handle him, so I dumped the contents out of our lunchbox and bagged him for the kids. They loved seeing him and touching him (actually, it could have been a her, who knows), so it made for a fun little science lesson. No, we won't be eating out of that lunchbox again, mom. Don't worry.
1 comment:
You are definitely a VERY cool mom. I love being outside with my boys, getting dirt under my nails (and sometimes in my underwear) but I don't think I'd every pick up a snake. I'll call you when I run over one so you can pick it up for me.
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