Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Exhibit A for his future therapist:




Um. Yeah. Still wading through the backlog of photos.

In other news, no dead mouse. Which means the damn thing will turn up one night when Hubs is working. Not. Touching. It. I don't do rodents, not dead ones, not scurrying ones. Ugh.

11 comments:

flutter said...

*squeals and passes out from the cute*

Anonymous said...

Cute cute cute!

And I'm crossing my fingers that mousy escaped the same way he came in (it's possible, right?)

Family Adventure said...

ADORABLE.

- and yuck, yuck, yuck. I'm hoping Andi is right.

- Heidi

Julie Pippert said...

Too adorable! Those cheeks!

And maybe mousie went back to the country.

Julie
Using My Words

Misty DawnS said...

Absolutely adorable and precious photos! LOVE it!

Kellan said...

What a precious baby - great picture. I don't do mice either (eeek!). See ya.

ShannanB said...

lol. I don't do mice, buts, etc. That is what men do. Take out trash and fight rodents.

carrie said...

OMG, I love it when their newborn hats are too big!

dawn224 said...

I had to trap and chase a mouse while pregnant. I guess that's chase and trap and release.

The cat helped wrangle, but would not actually deal with it for me.

Which was better than the time she merely SAT on the mouse. Which was not helpful at all.

I am now skeeved about putting my feet on the ground. Ever. Again.

Keeping It Real said...

Now that one's a beaut!

Damselfly said...

He wears that hat proud!