“‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.” Except for our Christmas mouse.
Since Christmas is just around the corner I thought it would be fun to tell a story about the mouse that would not die.
We had our first child born end of October. A couple of weeks after he was born I was sitting in the living room at night. My husband was fast asleep in bed. I was trying to nurse our baby back to sleep. All of a sudden I saw the shadow of a mouse race across our living room. Of course, I freaked out and tried calling my husband from the other room. But he was fast asleep. I quickly ran to the room, waking him up with the news. We couldn’t find the mouse but knew that he probably would be back.
Fast forward maybe a week after that, I was walking at night into the kitchen when I felt and saw the mouse against my feet. I was scared out of my mind to walk anywhere no matter the time of day.
Christmas morning came and we were all sitting on the couch. All of a sudden the mouse came from under our couch and raced across our floor and disappeared into the kitchen. We would set traps out with cheese and peanut butter, but this mouse was very sneaky and could get the treats without getting caught.
Finally one day we heard the trap go off and went to go see it. The mouse got caught, but just barely!
I will never forget our Christmas mouse. I also wonder if that is why our son loves Mickey Mouse so much.