We spent one of our mornings in Louisiana at an alligator ranch. The people who run this ranch go out in the marshes of Louisiana and gather alligator eggs, keeping some of the baby alligators and releasing others. We were taken into a "barn" and given marshmallows to feed the alligators. Then, the guy running the show caught one for us to examine and (eek) hold! He also threw a live mouse into the water with the alligators. I was not excited to watch this and I advised Dylan to look away as I thought his little heart might be too tender to witness such cruelty. Rather than averting his eyes, he watched with great fascination and announced "I want to do the next one!" That was the moment that I realized that my son has gone "all boy".
We spent one of our mornings in Louisiana at an alligator ranch. The people who run this ranch go out in the marshes of Louisiana and gather alligator eggs, keeping some of the baby alligators and releasing others. We were taken into a "barn" and given marshmallows to feed the alligators. Then, the guy running the show caught one for us to examine and (eek) hold! He also threw a live mouse into the water with the alligators. I was not excited to watch this and I advised Dylan to look away as I thought his little heart might be too tender to witness such cruelty. Rather than averting his eyes, he watched with great fascination and announced "I want to do the next one!" That was the moment that I realized that my son has gone "all boy".
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