One day talking to the girls, M said “what would you do if an alligator tried to attack us?” I said bravely with a smile all proud of myself, “I would jump in front of the alligator and keep it from attacking you”
Both R and M bust out crying at the same time to my confusion. How could that answer caused them to cry? It was just a theoretical discussion, I thought to myself. “Mommy, no then you’ll be dead. Pick up a stick and beat the alligator. Don’t put your body in front of it,” said R.
“Why would you let the alligator kill you?” said M.
Geez, I thought. This is conversation isn’t what I thought at all. Fighting alligators is simple.