Mice- We haz 'em.

Trust me to not realize that the incessant squeaking I've been hearing in the kiddo's playroom was of the rodent variety. Not sure what made me think that chirping was birds outside at eleven o'clock at night!

Last night I saw a mouse run across the room in front of me. In my brand new house. A mouse. In my brand new house. Did I mention the fact that it's a brand new house? It was a mouse. Brand new house. *sigh* Just call me Dr. Seuss.

Don't get mad, but I'm afraid Chris and I had to go on a bit of a hunting trip. I think mice are adorable (see? I even like this cute onesie:),



Kids Mouse Cartoon Onesie
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but I will be danged if I'm going to have them enjoying the fruits of my hard-earned messiness.

Yes, I leave out dirty dishes sometimes, but I really try my best to keep the place cleaned up. Granted, that's not easy with a wild three year old! By the way- please don't tell her we got rid of the mouse. She would be heartbroken.

We called our exterminator. He made me feel a (little) better by explaining that the little critters come in this time of year, and since there's lots of new construction around us they're getting jostled around a bit. We'll see what happens now.

I'm just praying that the brown nugget in the corner is a raisin or an M&M...