Earlier this week, we were invited to visit a local T.V. station. A mutual friend of my sister and I thought we might want to bring our collective group of six boys for the recording of a show about animals.
And not just any animals.
Yes. As in lizards and snakes.
Of course we were going to come. We have boys. Boys like that stuff.
We, however, do not.
So, being the
moms who were desperate for a day out, awesome homeschooling mothers that we are, we loaded up our boys and drove an hour away from home to give our those little guys a memory, some exposure, and a chance to see some creepy, crawling things up close.
And get up close they did.
Don’t miss how my six year old is giving that snake the “side-eye”.
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And I mean never in my wildest dreams did I ever envision a day in my life where I’d be taking children to a T.V. station for a fieldtrip to learn about or wrap a slithering creature around their shoulders.
But I love those boys and I knew this would be something that they would enjoy doing.
So I did it.
I did this too.
I never was actually supposed to touch the snake but my 6yo was a little skeptical about the “joys-of-boys-and-snake-handling. Because I love him, I was trying to do my part to encourage him to hold it or at least touch it.
We ended up holding it together.
Then… as soon as my sister took the picture, he bolted and left me holding the snake.
Just call me Sister Snake Handler.
Oh the crazy things we do for love.
In the picture I’m smiling but I’m not really smiling.
My mouth is open and my teeth are showing.
Because that’s what you do when you are trying to capture a moment in pixels and you want to remember later when you are old and senile that you lived a daring, brave, and exciting life.
But really I was totally terrified.
And isn’t that the story of love?
Love can be terrifying.
Love can be take us to places we never expected and find us doing things we never expected to do.
Love can make us daring, brave, and give us new and exciting places or experiences to call our own.
But most days, love is not daring, brave, or full of crazy.
We just plug along… doing love, showing love. Most days, there is nothing daring or exciting about love.
Love is showing up and doing the regular stuff, the hard stuff, the redundant stuff. The stuff that makes us want to pull our hair out or scream or run from boredom.