Thursday, February 10, 2011

Day 41

My littlest boy got a finger puppet mouse when he was about 4. Periodically, with Dan's assistance, the mouse appears somewhere, in hopes that I'll not realize it's the toy mouse, and shriek with terror.

This morning, he appeared on my tea cup. Of course, I uttered the obligatory, "Eeek, a mouse!"

1 comment:

Pam said...

I love family traditions like this.