Later, I was leaving with the kids to do more preschool tours and swimming. Ella walked into the garage and I put up the door. Suddenly, my heart started racing as I saw a mouse darting our way. Trying NOT to sound frantic, I calmly asked Ella to "Hurry, hurry, hurry, Ella! Get back in the house! ELLA, GET BACK IN THE HOUSE!" "But I want to see the mouse Mommy!" Great so 1.) she already saw it and 2.) she connected my terror to a tiny field mouse....awesome. She was already ducking under Nick's new truck to try and see where it went. "Is it still under there?" I asked meekly. "Nope, I can't find it." "Good, then RUN! GET INTO THE CAR!!!" as I dashed past her with Eli. What a good mom....
In other news, Ella has a new pet. A cow, named Butterscotch. Here is a picture of my girl and her cow:
Yes, what a wonderful imagination. After explaining to me that Scout was really "Butterscotch, the cow," she then started terrorizing the poor dog, chasing her and yelling, "BUTTERSCOTCH! GET BACK HERE!" Eli-Ella really needs you to grow up and run around and give poor Scout a break.
Lastly, I've come to a shocking conclusion today. It doesn't matter how graceful one attempts to be.....climbing onto a raft in a pool or lake only results in onself looking like a beached whale. I'm sure you can relate.
Yeehaw! Look at you go with the posts! Thank you. Now I am happily updated on the Johnson family. :)
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