When I was around 10 years old, my mom took me to Gatorland in Orlando. I’m not sure exactly why we went there, seeing as none of us were particularly interested in gators, but I’m sure it’s a lot cheaper than a day at Disney, so if I had to guess, that was why we went there. Anyway, they were taking photos of people holding baby gators, but I absolutely refused. My mom even tried to bribe me at one point, just so she could get the picture, to no avail. I was not holding that gator. Not happening.
Twenty five years later – 
Me, holding a gator. Being a mom has really put things in perspective…I mean, I’ve touched way worse at this point.
You are a much brave lady then me. I prefer to handle them when they’re dead.
Agreed! Gator bites are delicious!
It’s all about perspective. 😉
what we do for our children 🙂
I’m not sure if I would hold the gator. I know my boys would love it! Super Cute pic!
I doubt I would have done that–no matter the reason!
You are definitely braver than me!!!
I’m not sure if I would be that brave, well done !! Lovely picture x
Awww, that’s such a cute little gator! They’re adorable when they’re little, it’s the big ones that freak me out!
Loved the commentary! We all grow up to be our moms, yes? 🙂