Thursday, July 01, 2010

There Ain't No Rest for the Wicked

Since the road to hell is paved with good intentions, I'll be doing my best this month play along with Habit. Because the vagina-talk needs to stop somewhere.

All afternoon we heard something scurrying the garage. Daddy came home, saved us and now all I hear is "isn't he adorable" and "can we keep him? please?"


LJ said...

I see a freaking mouse go into a crack of the foundation of my house. I nearly flipped my lid!

kristi said...

It is adorable. We have mice in our garage, which were tolerated until they started peeing and pooping on the Harley. :P