Pink Snakes and Unicorns

I was eating lunch in the kitchen yesterday, and the conversation went something like this:

"Mom, can you show me a rattlesnake mouth?" Joshua asked.

"Okay," I replied. I quickly googled it...or maybe I binged it...whatever.

It pulled up the designated snake mouth, and also the hand of someone who gotten bitten by said mouth. It wasn't pretty. I then had to explain in layman's terms what had happened to the poor soul who got bitten, and by golly, that is why people should stay away from snakes. *Long, lingering stare at Joshua*

The pictures then spawned a conversation about other types of snakes, ultimately ending with the great Anaconda.

I had shown Josh a picture of one that ate an alligator and had subsquently exploded a few months back and it was still fresh in his memory.

"Are there anaconda in Utah?" Josh asked, fretfully.

"No," I replied. "There are no anaconda in Utah. They had some in Florida, but most of them are in Brazil."

Eva then ran up to me with wide eyes and an enthusiastic chirp.

"I WANT A PINK SNAKE!"

"Sorry, Eva...there are no pink snakes."

I immediately wanted one, too, and felt sad that there weren't any. I mean, wouldn't a pink snake be awesome?? What kind of world do we live in that doesn't have pink snakes??

Undaunted by her lack of pink snake-ness, Eva squeaked, "I want a unicorn!"

"You can't have one, Eva," Josh reprimanded her.

"Unicorns!" She squeaked again.

"Eva," Josh said in a stern voice. "There are no unicorns in Utah."

Again, sad feeling in my heart....

Someday, I will have a pink snake, a unicorn, and a dragon.

I will.

And I will take my pink snake with me while I alternately ride my unicorn and dragon.

And I will teach my unicorn to ride the dragon, so I can sit on both.

And my pink snake will curl up in my shirt, next to my belly to keep warm on our chilly flights on the stacked unicorn-dragon, but most of the time, I would hold him up so he could feel the wind in his face...

Awesome....