Gavin and Shawn attended the Father-son camping trip this past weekend. Gavin had so much fun that first night, when he stopped moving in his sleeping bag, he was "out like a light". His curious nature had him running from experience to experience. A man there found, caught and skinned a snake. Gavin was glued to the entire experience. The man skinning the snake, even gave Gavin the tail--to show his mom. (Thoughtful man....).
When they returned from the adventure, Gavin showed it to me, and then promptly disappeared to my room. I found it laying on my pillow--luckily the snake tail was in a plastic bag.
Periodically this week the tail shows up around my things....in my makeup drawer, on my computer desk. Gavin thinks it is hilarious to "freak me out".
I have tried not reacting, hoping the fun of seeing my reaction will dissipate as the reaction is less exciting--and then that the desire to keep this little game going will dissipate as well. So far that isn't working....sigh.
At least I am getting more accustomed to seeing it lying around the house. And truthfully seeing that happy 8-year-old smile creep across his face makes it all worth the grossness.....well as long as the tail remains in the bag!
Kudos to Shawn who knows the value of having a different experience for Gavin, even if it would be easier to take him to do something that Shawn enjoys doing. Gavin got such a kick out of putting the top down on the Porsche and loading up the trunk with camping gear! What a great man and father Shawn is!