......and my son just comes in the back door.
"Hey, mom....you wanna see my most prized possession"???? I turn around, and there's a dead lizard being dangled only a couple of inches from my face, with something in its mouth.
BB gun = 1. Lizard = 0.
Mom = AFTER recovering from lizard shock & her heartbeat returns to normal = smiling that there will always be other areas of life that just keep movin' on....that boys will be boys....and that mine love to tease me, and that they just plain LOVE me.
But he better be thanking the good Lord above that his lizard kill didn't actually touch me. And he says he's going to hang him on his wall.