On the way to Disney on Ice tonight (just me and the boys), the boys decided to CHANGE their mind what they wanted for Christmas........ they want a pet snake. Um.....let me think about it....NO! N-O! Reason #1- Grandma won't come and visit anymore,
reason #2- it's a snake
reason #3- come spring we'll have our usual black ones crawl/slither through our backyard anyway, and they can trap them in our window well, like they like to do
reason #4- I JUST woke up Brooks last night yelling at him to get the snake off me, and was soooooo bugged that he wouldn't.....until I woke up and realized it really wasn't there. Somehow, sorry didn't seem enough at the time.
So Santa, please, if you have ANY compassion on me, do NOT bring a snake. If you oblige, I will leave better cookies for you then the Cheezits you were left last year.
Update: I told Brooks about my conversation with the boys and here's his opinion, "We can get a pet snake, if we get rid of Sally". I DON'T THINK SO!
Establish a "..house of prayer, a house of fasting, a house of faith, a house of learning, a house of glory, a house of order, a house of God."...AND A HOUSE OF FUN! (Doctrine and Covenants 88:119)
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That is definitely a pet that is OFF LIMITS in my home, too. We don't even have a dog or cat, so we're way FAR OFF from even considering that thing.
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