I thought I was braver than I used to be until I looked up in the middle of school to find a lizard sitting on a shelf. I screamed. And ran to the edge of the school room. Hollered at Caleb to catch the thing. He catches it but is too gentle. It jumps down and scampers to hide. After about 15 minutes of tearing the school room apart the lovely creature is found, held securely, and released back to where it belongs.
I would have thought that after a year surrounded by lizards in our yard that it would have calmed my fears a little. I have a respect for the creatures as long as the stay where they belong. I'm thankful God gave me a boy that loves the lizards and doesn't hesitate to catch them for his mama.