Elliott has become quite the explorer. He holds our hands and walks around everywhere. He especially loves to go outside and go up and down the curbs, in and out of bushes & grasses. Every sewage drain, plant, and car is exciting to him.
We've encountered ant holes, sticker-bushes, and even a spider together. I can handle and even enjoy these adventures.
But I am terrified of snakes. And I have come to the realization that if I continue walking through tall grass, bushes, trees and dirt every single day, that eventually, I will run into a snake.
Just thinking about it makes me quiver, but I'm sure Elliott will be absolutely fascinated.
I'm sure I will post the traumatic day that it happens, whether it is next month or next year. It is inevitable. A snake is in my future.
