I made it. Barely. But more about that later. My son has wanted to go to the Snake Farm for years and even put it on his Summer To-Do list. So what’s a mom (who is terrified of snakes…have I mentioned that?) to do? I took the boy and his equally terrified sister to the Snake Farm.
This place has been around since my mom was growing up in the area. She never took me as a kid ’cause she said it was filled with gross, crawling things (she was right!) and I was terrified of snakes and had NO desire to go. Again, the things you do for your kids.
It’s just as you’d expect it. You walk in and this is the first thing you see:
Yeah, that about put me over the top and I’d only been there for 2 minutes. The worst part of this picture is that they were slithering around while I was taking the picture and even Brody was a little creeped out by the size of them. Can you see it in his face?
They had a king snake (friendly) next to a coral snake (not friendly…AKA poisonous). The king snake he is holding in the pic is a friend of Jack’s. And as we are going through this little lesson we hear the indistinguishable sound of a rattle. I must have jumped back 10 feet….right into the opposite wall of snakes. Apparently the rattlesnakes did not like my little lesson. Time to go outside kids.
Now, the true question is, am I brave enough to go back?