“Grandma! Grandma! There are snakes in the pine trees!” our grandson shouted excitedly as he was running to the back porch.
Knowing that we do have at least one snake I thought to myself, “Drat, that snake had babies!”
So, I grabbed my camera and asked our grandson to show me the snakes.
(Yes, I grabbed my camera! 😄)
And off to the pines trees we went.
As grandson was pushing his way through the pine boughs, he was telling me to be careful.❤️
Once through, he stopped, pointed and said, “See!?”
I poked my head through the pine boughs ever so carefully fully expecting to see an active nest of creepy snakes.
I didn’t see anything slithering on the ground much to my relief.
“Where are the snakes?” I asked.
And that is when he looked up and pointed❗️
“OMG!” I thought. 😳
I scoured the tree branches above us up and down fully expecting to see snakes dangling from every branch above.
Didn’t see a thing except needleless pine branches.
I asked him again, “Where are the snakes?”
“See! Right here!” he answered pointing out to touch one of the bare branches.
“Soooo, this is pretend, right?” I asked.
He looked up at me with a puzzled look on his face as if to say ‘duh’ and answered, “Yeah!”
At that instant, he ran through the pine boughs toward the house screaming excitedly!
“Monster! Monster! Come on Grandma! Run!”

I am enough of an artist to draw freely upon my imagination. Imagination is more important than knowledge. For knowledge is limited, whereas imagination encircles the world”
-Albert Einstein The Saturday Evening Post (26 October 1929)
This is such a fun story!
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Thank you Lisa. It certainly was a fun day! 😊
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This is wonderful!! Thank you!
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