Saturday, May 28, 2011
Pie Pan Lizard
"Taylor, go finish your milk," I called to my granddaughter this morning. She hopped over to the breakfast bar where she left her half finished cup, climbed onto my counter height chair and let out a SCREAM!
We had to play this trick on her, it was just too much of a temptation. When we cleaned out the garage my husband left a pile of things for me to go through and determine if we should throw them out. One was a plastic pitcher, the kind you would make tea or lemonade in. I could tell something was inside so I took a look and found this poor lizard that had died and somehow was perfectly preserved. I had to save this! I knew Taylor would love it!
After running up the stairs, still screaming, she stopped, turned around and returned to the living room. She gingerly approached the breakfast bar and took another look at the little creature, all posed as if he was checking out something behind him. You see, as much of a girlie girl as she Wants you to believe, at heart she is the ultimate tomboy preferring to running, jumping, wrestling and taking dares as well as any boy. In fact, she has been know to beat boys a few years older in "wrestling" matches during our bonfires!
She has named her lizard, Denny- don't know why, but that's what she picked. We have a dried seahorse that I found in my grandmother's shell collection so I guess this will join it. We will pick up a clear plastic box so she can observe her lizard for awhile. She'll have a great time scaring her mom when she comes over to pick T up! While Taylor is a tomboy loving the frogs, bugs and various other critters, her mom is scared of EVERYTHING with the exception of a cat or dog. Even butterflies for some reason "freak her out" as if they were hiding gigantic teeth all folded up in their tiny little mouth. I side with Taylor.
I know some of you will find this gross and I'll admit we're a little weird at times. This is one.