So my last post was about mice right? In this last week I have now found or seen 4 mice. I'm so grossed out. I think last night's experience tops all. I was up to my eyebrows (almost literally) in dishes after baking cookies yesterday. I started unloading the dishwasher and got a stack of plates, looked down and noticed a dead mouse in the bottom of my dishwasher. I am still shuddering at the sight. Kevin and Austin were doing some visits for church and Stetson and Heston were in the bathtub. I yelled at Stetson to put a towel on and come in the kitchen. Then being the nice son he is, he got a grocery sack on his hand and grabbed the mouse out for me. I think this is really why I was blessed with 3 boys. They get rid of any and all critters that invade our home.
I have poison and sticky traps set up, but if anyone has any good anti-mouse ideas (besides an indoor cat), I'd love to hear them. We have a cat that is wild who lives outside. We feed her so she will stick around and she just had 2 babies, but apparently she isn't cutting it.
I had to teach a Relief Society lesson in church yesterday. Like I explained before, I am in a bit of a spiritual slump. I read and prepared the lesson and prayed really hard to have the spirit with me and that the ladies I was teaching would feel the spirit because I just wasn't feeling it. Sunday morning Kevin has early meetings and Austin had to go with the Young Men to scrape snow. I was getting myself ready and trying to wake the sleeping zombies (aka Stetson and Heston).
Now, let me give you a little history. Heston is the baby and has become quite the momma's boy. However, he would go to nursery and play with toys and for the first half of this year loved going to Primary. He has a wonderful teacher who he adores. He even points her out of the crowd. Then came time for the Primary program and there was a 180. He wouldn't stay to practice. He threw fits about going to Primary and even church. No amount of bribery was getting him. I have to think my friend was right when she said the spirits coming to us now have to be more stubborn to be able to deal with the adversary. I can surely see the stubborn, so I keep hoping and praying that is the reason. Anyway, each week is a struggle to get him to go to primary. For the last 3 or 4 weeks I have left Heston in the primary class crying and screaming and shut the door behind me. He apparently sweetens up and gets over it because she has never come and got me and he is always smiling and happy to have his cute handouts and coloring sheets after church is over.
Kevin being the great ward mission leader he is, sees a new guy in church and goes to sit by him, leaving me with 3 boys. After 15 minutes the notebooks and few toys I let Heston bring are not satisfactory any more. Stetson is begging for a treat. This was partly my fault. I let them bring fruit by the foot rather than fruit snacks. Didn't think how distracting it would be until I got there and he asked for it. I'm sure nobody would have cared if they were eating it, but I stuck to my guns. We had quite the fit throwing and tantrums from both younger kids over no snacks and no playing of the Kindle. So, you can tell what kind of a mood I was in after sacrament meeting.
However, this story does have a good ending. I had 2 or 3 people tell me how cute my kids are and that they'd like to steal them because they are so entertaining (wish they would have during sacrament meeting). Kevin gave Sunday School and Elder's quorum lessons and I gave the Relief Society lesson. It turned out pretty well I thought. Heavenly Father does answer prayers. I had good participation and the Spirit was there in abundance. I was reminded once again about my testimony of Joseph Smith. Now we get to prepare to talk in Sacrament meeting on Sunday as a family. Sigh.
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