forget chocolates on your pillow...

this is what we found when we turned down the covers last night, ha ha. Of course it was Chloe since this little guy belongs to her. One of those squishy, bean-filled rubber animals that my girls love for some reason. Ever since they were about two years old, we had a variety of them to torment each other with, and eventually clean up when they burst! The whole trick reminded me of another incident. When I was younger we had a small mouse problem in our house (we did live on a grain farm) and nearly everyday we were cleaning off the traps and disposing of the mice. One morning Mom fashioned a mouse out of cotton balls and gray and red food coloring and put it in my brother Loren's pancake. He wasn't too old, I'll never forget the look on his face. It was utter horror, then disgust, with a bit a fear. Funny, do you remember that Loren? Anyway, the girls are off to Bancroft for a few more days, getting in their last visits with grandparents before school starts up again. Maybe Noah and I can find some little rubber spiders while they're away...