Whatever you do, for the life of you, do NOT call the mouse you just caught a "monster" in front of the baby.
Trust me on this. If you never listen to another word I say, just listen to this.
As you know, we are in the middle of Mouse Wars; The Saga, over here...and the other night, I happened to see a (rather large) mouse crawl from under one couch (the one I was sitting on) to the other.
Now, as much as I really don't mind mice (but, I really don't like them either...I guess what I'm getting at, is I don't grab the hem of my skirt, jump up on the table, and swat at the mouse with the broom that is always, conveniently, in my hand...), the whole idea of a mouse coming out from under my butt freaked me the heck out.
I dealt with it like I deal with all stress (no, I didn't NOT speak to it, why do you ask?) I went to bed and informed my husband to set more traps in the living room (and, by "informed", I mean I "begged, demanded and otherwise acted like a girl that just had a mouse crawl out from under her butt").
And, apparently by "set more" it meant "haul out the arsenal" (typical man)...he turned that living room into a freakin' mine field of snap traps!
Shortly after my hubby settled into bed, I heard a telltale "SNAP", then some rattling. The baby happened to be awake at this time (note: I know my "baby" is almost 3...but she will forever be my baby. The end.), I urged my hubby out of bed to check the trap, certain the mouse wasn't dead yet.
Baby and I followed him into the living room...he peered behind the couch, and said (and I quote), "Whoa. That's a monster."
*insert escalating freakazoid behavior from the baby* "Monstow? Der's a Monstow?!!! Put it outside!!" *accompanied by adorably worried/terrified/fearing for her life face*
I nearly died.
Right there, holding her in my arms, I almost died. It was too funny!
I then tried to explain that daddy just caught a really big mouse, not a monster.
Only, I'm not sure which was less frightening.
Mouse Wars...Game on.
Yer goin' down, monstows. Yer goin' down.
(Oh, and you're welcome for saving you from the photos. I thought about it...especially when we caught one mouse on two traps, then two mice on one trap. Oh boy, did I think about it!! But in the end, I thought maybe you'd NOT like to see it. Am I right?)