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Little friend in the garage!



Nathan was very busy this weekend. He put the baby room together and cleaned the garage out to fit the truck inside. As he was organizing or actually shuffling stuff from one side to another, he found a mouse. I know...we just moved in and already we have little creatures in our midst. We are thinking that we brought it with us from our old house. So...what do we do now!? Well, as I was watching to make sure the mouse didn't run in our house, Nathan shewed it out of the garage with broom. Our garage is connected to our neighbors garage by a wall. So, the funny thing is that the mouse ran right into the neighbors garage! The good thing is that the truck now fits safety in the garage without any mice. Yeah! Nathan you are good! That mouse would have lived in there forever if it wasn't for Nathan. Thanks, honey for protecting the fort.

XOXO-Erin

Comments

I hate mice. Yuck! Do you guys like your new place?
Joi Montrief said…
You are so funny! I love that the little mice chose to live in your neighbor's smoky garage over freedom. hehe

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