we were walking the dog this evening below Red Mountain Park. G was in the backpack, generally tired and grumpy and just a bit cold.   blah blah blah yadda yadda yadda we’re heading back when in the dark about 10 feet ahead of me I hear rattle rattle rattle.   I stopped so fast G’s head bonked into the back of my head.   another smooth move in parenting! Then i backed up while she bitched about us no longer heading home.   in my haste to get the fuck out of there, i neglected to stop and point out the sound to her, and it would have been quite easy to do as the damn rattler would NOT STOP RATTLING!   it was quite the cacophony.   Kila’s learned all about caution around snakes this way; its an amazingly distinct sound once you have heard it.   grrr…another smooth move in parenting!   the topper is on the way home she starts pointing at sticks and going “snake snake sssss sssss sssss.”   oh if only i had been on the ball to impart my wisdom unto my tinyHuman.