I believe I've mentioned before that I have a life-changing phobia to alligators and crocodiles, no?
Today Veevs was reading a book while I was feeding Wristy.
"Mom! Mom!" She says, obviously excited.
"What?"
"LOOK!" and she thrusts her book under my nose so that I can examine a picture of a giant crocodile.
My family is so supportive.
Friday, January 25, 2008
Pointing It Out
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4 comments:
now that is funny!
OMG get over it.
Did ya scream, scaring Wristy and making milk come out his nose? That's probably what Veevs was going for.
You know...I never thought about it before, but I'm thinking I have the same phobia.
When we would go water skiing in Huntsville State Park (in their 'alligators have been spotted' lake) I remember waiting for the boat to pick me up after I fell. I would be watching my legs flailing all green and murky under the water and thinking "it is rising from the depths of the lake, it's jaws are opening, it's tail is pushing it off the bottom AND..."
The boat would pick me up and I'd scramble up like a cartoon character.
Seriously, who takes their kids water skiing with gators?
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