
The geckos were my first Florida critter experience. I did not handle them well, especially the albino ones with the beady red eyes, they creep me out. I'm better with them, as long as they are not the albino ones, those still creep me out.
Next was the black racer snakes. Remember that story? *gag* I saw one walking into EPCOT a few months back and practically scaled Scott. I do not do snakes. At Brookfield Zoo I skip the reptile house, that's how much I do not like snakes.
Fast forward to two nights ago. It's like 9:30 at night and someone is pounding on our door, it's our neighbors daughter telling us there is a cottonmouth snake between the houses and not to let the dog out. Me being the Yankee that I am had no idea what she was talking about and Scott informed me it's a poisonous snake. Well giddy up.... Lake County's finest came out and took care of the snake.

So last night we get home and here's our neighbors daughter again telling us ANOTHER cottonmouth just came out of our backyard. Here's where our inherent North/South difference fits in. I grab the kids and go inside and try to figure out how to seal up every possible entrance and google if in fact snakes came get in through your pipes. North. My husband opens the garage, grabs a shovel and walks off with the neighbors to "kill 'em a snake". South.
I know our North/South differences will always lead to funny stories like this. And I know this story will be one of those that we will share at family get togethers for many years to come. Ridiculous things like this are what makes each family unique and special, and boy do we have a lot of these special moments!