Yesterday Danny found a snake. It was stretched out on our basement doors when we arrived home from taking a walk.
But when I have three kids (Danny, Bella, and Tank) looking at me with pleading eyes, it’s hard to say “no.”
Bella: “Oh! It has chicken inside for us also!” Yeah… I don’t think so.
It’s currently living in an aquarium my living room. I think I am a very tolerant wife and mother. Wouldn’t you agree?