About a month ago, in the thick of the drama of the new baby goats (who struggled with nursing for the first couple of days), Jaz was bitten by a snake. Whenever I tell this story, Lena is quick to point out that it was just a garter snake, but that really means nothing to me, since I am definitely not a snake person. Jaz, however, takes after his Mama on this one, and is a snake-lover.
What happened is that Jaz was trying to catch the snake, just outside of the goat barn where I was squatting, trying to latch two brand-new baby goats onto the teats of their less-than-patient mother, and the next thing I knew, he was screaming an awful scream. Lena was out there with him (along with Araela, Lukas, and Zeb), so I didn't immediately jump up to see what could possibly be making my child scream like that. And I'm really glad I didn't. Because, apparently, what I would have seen was Jaz, hopping around, screaming, with a snake dangling from his arm by its teeth. Jaz had grabbed the snake too close to it's rear-end, and the snake had opened its mouth and swung its whole body around, grabbing on to the first bit of flesh that it could, which happened to be in the middle of Jasper's forearm. And it remained there, clamped into his skin, for about 15 seconds, until Jaz was finally able to shake it off.
Once I heard the words, "bitten!" and "snake!" exclaimed by some of the child witnesses, along with Jaz's continued wailing, I abandoned my post as goat lactation consultant, and ran outside to see what was going on. What I saw was Jaz, still crying, though not as desperately, with blood pouring down his arm. It was obvious that he had indeed, been bitten by a snake. Lena was--8 months pregnant--crouched over by a tree, posed to catch the snake with a plastic bucket.
"What are you doing?!" I screamed at her.
"I'm trying to catch the snake!" She responded.
"But what about JAZ?! Look at his arm!"
"He wants me to catch the snake, that's why he's upset!"
Jaz nodded, "I almost had it!"
I explained (in less than calm or understanding language) that I thought cleaning the fang-shaped wound on our child's arm was probably more important than trying to capture the evil snake that bit him. But my words fell on the deaf ears of a snake-lover, who succeeded in capturing the snake before bringing Jaz inside to seriously disenfect his snake bite. I returned to the barn, and it wasn't until that evening that I called Katie and had her google "garter snake bite" for me to make sure that we shouldn't have rushed Jaz to the hospital (note to parents: never google anything like this on your own. You need to have someone else do it for you and screen out any potentially horrifying results). Luckily, it seemed that even Dr. Google agreed with Lena's assessment that Jaz would be perfectly fine.
He proudly showed his fang-bite scabs to anyone and everyone over the coming week, but I never took a picture of them because I was trying to erase the event from my memory and certainly didn't want it preserved in my iphoto library for the rest of eternity. Zeben, however, was the most fascinated, and started trying to show anyone and everyone his imaginary snake-bite scar too (located on his arm in the same place as Jaz's). "Jaz got bitten by a snake. I got bitten by a snake too," I'd hear him say. Then, he discovered the handmade, stuffed snake in his nursery school classroom, and started carrying it around everywhere with him while he was at school. One day he was in tears about having to leave the snake behind at the end of the morning, and I told him that I would make him one just like it when we got home.
and has even (sadly, as far as I'm concerned), replaced his
beloved lavender-stuffed Zebra as his top non-human security object.
And that is how the "Make A Snake" factory came to be. I made Zeben's snake while Luke, Jaz, Zeb and Araela all crowded around in awe. They all insisted that I make them each a snake next. And since the whole process was quite easy (only taking about 20-30 minutes per snake), I happily obliged. I even got my sister, Jes, in on the snake-making action.
After making a snake for each of my own kids, I decided they would make the perfect birthday gift for Jaz's best pal, and his younger siblings (since, if anyone was ever to give one of my children a gift, it would probably work out best for each of my children to get something, and because we were bringing all 3 of our kids to the party, bringing 3 gifts seemed especially fitting).
So I made 3 more snakes, and then I thought that maybe I ought to put together a bit of a tutorial in case any of you want to make a snake (or 6). It's quite fun.
I think it looks best to have them be contrasting.
Lay one fabric on top of the other, and iron them
before you pin your pattern through both layers.
Lay the top-of-the-snake fabric right-side up,
and place the tongue on top of it, with the tip of the tongue facing the tail.
on top of the tongue and pin all around.
leaving a one-inch opening at the tip of the tail.
for extra strength and protection against leakage.
Appreciate how cute and deflated it looks.
and stick it in the rear-end of your snake.
This is a good time to include your helpers, if you have any.
I like to use green lentils.
lentils spilled all over the floor!
Step 12: Add some button eyes,
and your snake is complete!
Step 13: Appreciate your children appreciating something
that you made with your very own hands.
11 comments:
What a lovely snake...lentils are a great idea!
And apart from your son getting bitten by a snake, what a great story! I am not a snake fan either...although some can be very beautiful. I can't imagine every trying to catch one.
You have a very lovely blog!
What a sweet and talented mama you are. What lucky boys!
And I am dazzled by how hardcore Lena is. I would not be caught dead trying to catch that obviously ferocious garter snake.
Oooh, I love this! SO making some for my son and his cousins!
Dateline: April 1997
Side of the highway in Cummington, MA
Structure field trip - monotonous outcrop of boring amphibolite-facies turbidites. Isoclinally folded. Trucks roaring past, we are pressed up against the wall of rock looking for fold hinges which apparently don't exist. Lena to the rescue: she found a nest of garter snake hatchlings at the end of the outcrop and dug both hands in, coming up with a writhing mass of green snakes! They pissed all over her and she smelled like snake musk for the rest of the day. But it was totally worth it for the horror it caused H. Bob!!! Go Jaz! Hope he knows how to identify different snakes. I used to get bitten a lot but I never had blood pouring down my arm from those tiny little fangs....
Those are too cute. Congrats on not passing out during the snake bite incident!
you are cool, clever and very lovely. i'm so glad i found your blog. thanks for sharing with the masses!
Those are so great, my boys picked out fabric at the store the other day and I had no idea what to make with it. This was perfect, they helped me make snakes today, thanks for the post!
Can you sell your snakes to all of us non crafty mamas whose sons would love them? Or perhaps another giveaway? Please, please :)
Simply fantastic!
Although, I naively thought that garter snakes didn't bite and have caught several myself over the years. Maybe I won't be doing that anymore? How does one know where a garter snake's rear end is (and apparently where NOT to touch)?
I made one this morning as a birthday present. It was fun, and it turned out lovely. Thank you!
Just made one as our third "real" sewing project. Q loves it! He insisted on stuffing it with stuffing though, which he only announced after I had left a tiny hole for lentils. So, much finagling later, we have a soft, stuffed snake! Thanks for the instructions.
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