You may have noticed we have a lot of boys around our house.
Let me tell you about BOYS.
They don't care if they smell. They don't care if they wear the same shirt everyday for fifty days in a row. They like to drop their garbage on the floor. They dig in dirt, wrestle, play Nintendo and punch each other when they get mad.
They also want reptiles for pets.
ALL BOYS.
There are no exceptions to this rule.
I have been harassed about snakes and lizards since the day my first born son could talk. We have had a little reptile or two in the past, but just little ones, and definitely NOT snakes, because I can't stand the thought of having a pet that could kill you.
Maybe that's just me.
Our last little reptile passed on into reptile heaven a little while ago, and recently the boys have been back on the reptile obsessed train.
So they worked and slaved, and saved all their pennies (well, they would have if Australia had pennies) and bought themselves two "mom approved" creatures.
Lizard #1
And lizard #2
They have names... Nips and Tiny, but there is no way I can tell which is which.
I don't understand how two tiny, creepy, bug eating things can make them so happy,
but they DO!
