We're housesitting for my in-laws this week, and yesterday after we pulled into the garage and Justin says, "Hey, you take Gavin. I'm going to go show Logan something and I don't trust him not to touch." My mothering instincts immediately scream What kind of dangerous something are you going to show our son - NO NO NO. Instead I calmly say, "Oh, what are you going to show him?" And he responds, "A turtle." And I'm thinking A turtle? Really? What's so dangerous about a turtle? But I say, "When did you see a turtle?" And he says, "I saw it in the yard when we pulled in the driveway." And I reply, "How did you see a turtle in the yard from a car?" I feel this is a legitimate question - turtles are small, right?
Meet Mr. Snapping Turtle:
I swear I have never seen a turtle this big outside of a zoo, and this guy was sitting in the front yard! We spent quite awhile observing Mr. Snapping Turtle from a safe distance...I don't really know if he was a snapper or not, but I surely was NOT going to be finding out from personal experience!
A few hours later Justin and I went outside to watch the next storm start to roll in and Mr. Snapping Turtle was long gone. To that I say, "God speed Mr. Snapping Turtle!"