Meet Horrace...

I was going through my pictures today and I came across one that has a great story behind it.

I'd like to share it...

So I was on the phone with my friend, Nicole, when my sister came over... she needed to get something out of the garage. Since I am such a great multi-tasker I took my phone conversation outside to the little garage pin pad. I typed in the code and the garage door started to rise. Then I noticed something hanging from the corner of the garage door... it was squirming and looping around itself as it rose into the air. I screamed, "Snake!!!!! FLYING SNAKE!!!" and ran into the house to get my camera... to document it for the blog! (Poor Nicole was still on the phone. She said, "I can hear you on the phone AND outside." Anyway, I told her I'd call her back.) When I got to the snake, camera in hand, it had already turned into a worm.

Ok, seriously... when a worm is a FOOT LONG, it is no longer a worm...

it has crossed into the snake family.

Quote of the week...

This weekend we were telling Jack about my friend's son... Wyatt.

When we asked Jack if he could say "Wyatt" he said... I have no idea what this kid is talking about half the time.