A while back my daughter asked me to do a photo shoot while her friend, Carlie, was over.
So, I put on my "Pretend I'm a Photographer" hat and directed them to do stuff like hang onto trees and walk serenely down the driveway.
And everything was going merrily along until I saw something wriggling in the corner of the view finder.
So I instinctively did what any loving mother would do. I screamed like a little girl and high tailed it out of there, leaving the girls bewildered until they turned around and did the same thing.
Then I regained my composure and snapped a picture, like a good blogger.
Have you ever encountered a snake, up close and personal?