Sharks - A Way of Life
Sharks are less a facsination and more a way of life for my boys. James sleeps with a tiger shark, while Chase sleeps with a hammerhead. They know the scary story of Uncle Pat being bumped by a hammerhead in the dark of the night, fixing a broken propellar under the boat. They know the scarier story of Uncle Pat being circled and charged by a shark on the prey. But these only seem to heighten the shark excitement.
James knows the various kinds: cookie cutter sharks to blue sharks. So, when James' class went on a field trip to the Marine Science Institute and he got to touch a leopard shark...well, there could be nothing better. The proof (to my horror, and personal fear):
5 comments:
Ah--Sharks!
No thank you.
I love the look on James's face. But I'm with you - "horror and personal fear"!
Remember the summer I was a boy scout camp counselor? One of the kids caught a sand shark or some little shark fishing in the bay. I was horrified. It made his entire week.
In the words of Tracy Morgan: Live every week like it's Shark Week!
The way James' hands are in this photo is totally you. He must have your mannerisms. Cute.
Sharks are pretty cool...when they're behind a huge glass barricade! What an incredible experience for your shark-lover to touch one!
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