Thursday, March 3, 2011

he's a cold-hearted snake

Yesterday I attempted to have Bubby and Bugaboo play outside and enjoy the lovely weather before it gets gross again this weekend.  Bubby has not done a lot of playing outside because a) he has only learned to walk over the last several weeks (aka the dead of winter) and b)he is so fair skinned we did not spend a lot of time outside last summer because I figured he would burn to a crisp.
But after lunch today I placed Bubby's push-car and toy lawn mower on the patio, took Bugaboo out in his bouncy seat, and went outside with my boys.  Bubby did not want to play with his toys; he just wanted to play with the grill. (Is that on the y-chromosome?)

Bugaboo cried 99% of the time we were out there, disturbing the sweet homeschooled kids next door I'm sure.

I was attempting to get Bubby to play in the grass, and as I was coaxing him, I spied something odd near the mulch.

I thought it was trash blown over from our less-than-clean neighbors down the road.  As I got closer, I saw it was not.  At first I thought it was just a snake skin because technically it is still winter, and I assumed snakes, like me, are not fans of winter.  But no - it was an alive snake!  YUCK!  I don't care that it was small and probably non-poisonous. It. Was. A. Snake.
And now that I wanted back INSIDE the house, all of a sudden Bubby was determined to try to play in the grass, where I can only speculate that other snake friends were hanging out.  So I had a crying baby and an upset toddler.  Such is life.
The last time I had anything to do with snakes was when I taught English in China one summer, and I had a student named Snake.  He was obsessed with the Backstreet Boys.
Which reminds me of my other snake experience.
Third grade talent show.  Me dancing to "Cold Hearted Snake."  I might add that I have NEVER taken a dance lesson in my life. So why I did that for my talent instead of an actual talent, like playing piano, is beyond me.
Wow...that was some randomness there.

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