That’s No. 1 on the list of Things I Never Thought I’d Say to My Kids.
But that’s what happens when you return to your writing desk and find this:
It’s one of those jointed plastic snakes that wriggle and turn. The kind of cheap prize you get at kid’s carnival games (which is where I’m pretty sure this came from).
At any rate, one of my daughters called from the other room to announce that she’d found the rest of the snake’s body. Out of context, this would be very peculiar unless we lived in, I don’t know, the Louisiana bayou?
What animals, if any, have you encountered this week, plastic or otherwise?