Eeeeeeek!!!

Good thing I'm not totally squeamish! We all came in from mowing the lawn and playing outside when I was pulling ice-cream sandwiches out of the freezer for the kids when Ryan said, "Mommy, there's a mouse!"

Sure enough, ChiChi had been outside and brought in her latest catch. I had to herd the kids away as I grabbed a paper towel to pick him up. He was definitely dead, but still warm... (TMI?)

By the way, see the pink smudge below his head? That's frosting left over from Megan's B-day. STILL haven't cleaned it up! :)