Sam and I took a mother/son break today and went kayaking in our little town lake. I was highly conscious of the water snake population as I paddled through the lily pads. I figured if I just looked up and pretended that I had never seen a snake in the lake, there was a slightly reduced chance that I would make an embarrassing girly scene including shrieking and flipping my boat, should a slithery reptile pop his head up out of the water and attack me.
Most commonly heard exclamation that came from behind me: “Mom! Wait up!”
No, I didn’t see any snakes. I didn’t say there weren’t any. But, ya know. I was looking at the sky and trees and stuff.