Not only was McKay sick on the way back to Provo, but we get home and there is a MOUSE in the kitchen! Don't worry, husband is a ninja and he killed it dead with my yoga mat. Amazing. Meanwhile, Ashley and I were both up on the couch/chair in the classic "mouse defense position. Good thing Dill and Brenan weren't afraid to go after it! Turns out there were actually 2 mice - we got them both and sealed off the cracks. NO MORE MICE PLEASE!
In the ikea drawer, and in need of a haircut.
Ev helping me stretch after a lunch-time jog.
Wearing McKay's worker-man goggles.
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