Okay, I'm going to make a grand admission....

I've had these snakes since 2008....

Aaaannnndddd.....

Until today, I still get that woozy feeling if I have to pick these guys up myself. I always try to ask the kids to pick them up and hand them to me - but sometimes they just look at me with that, "Really, mom?" expression. Hah hah hah... I know. I'm pathetic. And I'm no stranger to bites - I've been bitten by my Amazon parrot on the face and several times on my arm. Hurts like the ****ens. Deep and bloody. Yet, I still pick up that bird. And I know the snake bite is going to be 10x less than that bird's damage... I just have to admit to myself that I got this crazy thing about snakes, take a deep breath, put my fingers together, palm flat, reach in, and hope for the best. Interestingly, I've never been bitten by these snakes!