A boy, some bugs, and a snake.

It started very simply  (it always does) with a grasshopper. Then there were some crickets, some more grasshoppers, and the dream of a dragon fly.

Then there was a camping trip. My idea of camping is staying at the Motel 6 instead of the Comfort Inn and this trip involved sleeping in tents. Needless to say, the girls and I stayed home.

Connor went, and took his bug house with him along with dreams of bug catching awesomeness.

He brought his bug house home the next morning and proudly displayed his prizes. Two grasshoppers, a huge dragon fly, some worms, and...a snake.

When he told me there was a snake in his bug house, I really thought he was just trying to get a reaction out of me. But no, there really was a little ringneck snake in there. "Don't worry, Mom. They are only slightly venomous  and very gentle."

That wasn't the part I was worried about - or at least not until he said that.

Since Mr. Pet Snake (my name for him) is being set free today to...uh...do the things snakes like to do...I promised Connor I would take some pictures of him.

Enjoy, or you know, get the heebeegeebees. Whichever.

 Connor teaching Sophie about his snake. 

 Time for a close up. 

 Slithering. 

 Sophie and Connor giving the snake a piece of wood. 

 Sophie braving a closer look, 

A boy and his snake.