Rider came down this morning to show me his prized goggles that his "Dr. Dad" helped him put on. He pretended to swim and plug his nose. Rider loves his Dad. I'm not sure which one he was most proud of~ his goggles, or that his Dad put them on for him.
The top picture: Rider is showing everyone his Owie, because he had one.
As I was lifting off the lid from my oatmeal storage bucket, I got mouse poop under my nail. I don't know who owns our basement for sure. I figure if we are making the full mortgage payment, the mice should have to kick in a bit for being tenants in the basement.
I don't try to think of it very often, but I bet there are more of them that occupy this home then there are of us....
Just another day.
I have been doing a lot of projects that I will post when complete. I don't have the before pics, which is a shame, truly a shame.
2 comments:
When you think of the mice, just remember the spinning mouse in my washing machine and you'll have yourself a laugh and feel much better. Do you have any cats? You've got so much property a couple of outdoor/indoor cats would really help with your mouse problem. And they're cute and fuzzy. The cats, not the mice.
I LOVE the goggles! I can't believe how big that little guy is getting!
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