This past weekend, we went on a family hike to the Balcones Canyonlands National Wildlife Refuge, which is a refuge to protect the endangered Golden Cheeked Warbler. On the way there, my husband told Boogs all about the attacking snakes and jumping spiders waiting to drop down from the trees. At the beginning of the trail, Boogs wanted to hold both of our hands and not let go. So we told him that Daddy was just joking. There might me snakes and spiders, but they won't attack if we leave them alone. Boogs then became brave enough to lead our hike, though he did continue to look up and check the trees for spiders. I was amazed that he did not ask us to carry him. He fell once and scraped his hand, but he got back up and kept going. It was a slow hike because Boogs had to examine EVERYTHING.