I was poolside watching the kids swim. "The kids aren't ready to come in yet. Can I see them later?"
"Sure. Whenever."
Whenever came a couple of hours later. Mr. Wicke wasn't home when I passed the computer and noticed the slideshow all ready to go. I clicked play and this popped up:
Maybe that should have scared me...Yes, I think that would have been an understandable reaction. I don't know what kind of snake that is, but it's awfully close to my baby boy. However, I surprised myself. I didn't even blink.
"Wow. That's a big snake," I observed and clicked on.
Looking back on it I've concluded one thing: I have immense trust in Mr. Wicke. If he is taking a picture of our boy two inches away from a mammoth snake, then I naturally assume it must be some sort of non-venomous show serpent. I don't question his judgement. When our kids are with him, I know they are okay. Period. Because if he is anything, he is a good man and a good father...and also a real trickster!
A few slides later this popped up:
Then this: (and yes, they actually saw this when driving out of the camp area. Isn't the desert great?!)
See what he did there? Clever, Thomas. Clever. And I fell for it! Hook, line, and sinker.
Man! I can't believe I trusted that guy!
