N is all boy. He can fix anything with the house and he can assemble anything without looking at the directions. These are two qualities that I never knew I'd love so much.
He also has another quality that I knew about, but wasn't entirely too excited about. He loves all things reptile, slimy, hoppy and cold-blooded. This is a quality that has come in handy around our house. The backyard, as I've mentioned is a haven for frogs.
If there is anything I am fearful of it's all things reptile, slimy, hoppy and cold-blooded. I'm happy to admit that the frogs have grown on me. I don't touch them or get within 24 inches of them, but I don't scream near as much.
That was until this weekend when we learned that the front yard was a haven for all this slithery.
We had a garder snake slither it's little, freaky body into our garage. Behind a stack of tires, which is the easiest thing to move and find a snake.
Because N is all things boy, he was up for the challenge. He actually found the little slitherer in the broom. Swept that little guy across the street and into the dirt field.
To say he is my hero is an understatement. Let's hope that the little guy doesn't have any friends.
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