From The Mouth Of A Toddler

The other night I went out the back door to start watering the garden. As I was pulling the hose around from the front yard to the back, Nic and Brooklee came out the door to join me. All of the sudden I hear Nic yell "SNAKE." Okay...I freaked! I started running to the far end of our yard. Nic had to yell at me to come and get Brooklee so he could kill it. It wasn't a big snake by any sense of the word but to me even if it was like a centimeter long, I think its a 12 footer. I HATE SNAKES. Poor Brooklee was like totally tramatized seeing her mom scream and cry. I know I should be tough in front of the midget but I seriously couldn't help it. I HATE SNAKES. I seems that I can't say that enough. The next day rolls around and I won't even go outside except to run to the car so we could go to church. That evening Nic went out to the front yard to start watering. Not long after he went out the door he was right back in and the look on his face said it all. I told him that was a record time of switching the water. He said, "There's another stinkin snake in the front yard!" At this point, I have completely had it. I told Nic put a for sale sign up. I don't like it anymore. These two snakes are the first ones we have seen since we moved here almost two years ago. I got on the internet to see if there was anything we could do to prevent them from coming. Yeah right! Not one dang thing to keep the slimmy, nasty, little creatures of Satan away. So, now that I have shared the story I think this is the cutest thing ever and just had to share it. The other night Nic and I were asking Brooklee what color the snake was that daddy killed. She said, "MMM... it was pink!" We about fell off the chair. She has such a sense of humor and a personality that would knock your socks off and the things she says keeps us in stiches all day long. I can't believe how fast they grow. Sorry for the long story...I just had to share.