What You Didn't Hear

Well, internet, I wasn't completely honest about our family outing on Tuesday night. It wasn't quite as picture perfect as I would have led you to believe. I left something out because, well, it was totally disgusting, and I guess I feared a backlash from PETA. But, after telling Meghan about this, she couldn't believe I didn't include it. I would like to stress before you read this that we were sitting outside the restaurant. This did not happen in the restaurant.

So the part I left out of the blog was that while we were sitting outside, Joey's car seat on the ground, a mouse came strolling towards our table right next to the wall (I say strolling because it was the fattest mouse I've ever seen, and he was not at all scared of people). It actually took me a couple seconds to determine that this was actually a mouse, and not perhaps a gopher, simply because it was so portly, and it was also missing about half of its tail. I tried to shoo it away, and it didn't even flinch. So what does Mike do? He gets up, and I think he is just going to stomp his foot next to it and try to scare it away. Oh no, he puts his flip-flop clad foot ON the mouse and proceeds to place all his weight on it. Yes, my husband squished the mouse. It was so disgusting, I was freaking out - I actually let out an involuntary scream. Blech. I know it was a disease-carrying little varmint, and it was only feet away from my infant son, but still. Blech.

So, yeah. The evening wasn't as perfect as I led you to believe. But hey, a girl can dream, can't she?