
It’s been a crazy couple of days at our house. Yesterday morning was the reflections assembly (not a big deal except for the part where I had to get an extremely non-cooperative Abby dressed and ready and in the car before 9:00 a.m.). It was also the day I volunteer in Elise’s classroom. I finished there just in time to check Emily out and take her and Abby to the doctor for their checkups. That turned into a 2 ½ hour ordeal. Trying to get Abby to pee in a cup was a definite highlight. I got home 15 minutes after scouts had started (good thing Nate was here to take charge). I helped teach some knot-tying. Then it was time to take Abby to dance. Then dinner. Then Family Home Evening. Then having the introduction to the birds and the bees talk with Emily (I did great except for one laugh out loud moment . . . I’m going to be great at that talk by the time we get to Abby).
Today was less busy, but just as exciting. I was making lunches this morning when I thought I saw a little grey furball scurry across the kitchen floor. I called Nate to tell him that I might have seen a mouse when another one shot out from under the entertainment center and made a mad dash into the kitchen, behind the dishwasher, out again, and under the stove. Trust me when I say that my scream was impressive. The kids were pretty excited about the whole thing. I spent the morning setting traps and ridding our house of rodents. Two sightings. Two kills. I hope that is the end of the story.* I had a PTA meeting in the afternoon. We took the kids to get flu shots after school. Then Ben and I headed to the orthodontist/dentist/orthodontist again. He had to get two teeth pulled. It wasn’t as much fun as he was expecting. It took lots longer than I was expecting. I stopped at the store to get some Children’s Advil on the way home. Ben felt lousy and didn’t want to go in, so I left the heater running, locked the doors, and let him wait in the car. I was only in the store for about five minutes. When I came out there was some lady walking away from our car talking on her cell phone. Ben said that she kept looking in the windows at him. I came home and told Nate that I bet she was calling the cops on me for leaving him in car. He laughed. Thirty seconds later there was a knock at our door and a police officer was standing on our front porch. The lady had called and said that there was a young child and an infant left in a car in the parking lot. In the real world, it was a nine-year-old and an empty car seat. We explained what had happened and the officer was really cool about it, but I’m pretty sure that I’m on some secret “unfit mother registry” now.
I’ve decided that tomorrow, I am taking the day off. I’m not answering the phone. I’m not putting on make-up. I’m not leaving the house except to take the kids to school. I’m going to stay in my pajamas all day and watch Jane Austen movies. Oh, and do the laundry . . . the kids are out of clean jeans.
*Just to clarify, we have been mouse-free since last year’s little episode. It is a recurring, not ongoing problem. I guess that the cold weather just makes our house too darn inviting for the little guys. Nate is on a quest to find out exactly how they are getting in.


























