When your 3 year-old finds a turtle in an architectual salvage store. Inside the store. And you drive around for 30 minutes so you can find "his pond" where his mom and dad are. I am so proud!
"You know you have a herp lover if your daughter climbs over barbed wire fence and down into a flood control canal to put an rattlesnake out of its misery after she saw neighborhood boys dropping rocks on it."
"You know you have a herp lover if your daughter is the one other neighborhood boys ask to catch bullfrogs so they don't have to wade into that mucky pond themselves".