I’m SO tired today because I was up till 1:30 this morning. Why? Riley caught a mouse and brought it into the bedroom. Then put it under the bed. I texted Chad the following, “The mouse is now under the bed. I want to move to Florida.” Now, of course, I realize that Florida would be a poor choice because they have gators, but at the time I was not thinking clearly. I was having a real, “Jesus Take the Wheel” moment.
Because there is was a mouse under our bed.
To read my full terrifying account, click the link below:
PS: Obviously after the original entry was written, I screwed up my courage, turned on my flashlight and made my way to the bedroom for a rather fitful night of sleep.
And yes, I have since successfully pooped. The ice cream will have to wait till later though. 😉