Icky
Yesterday I had an experience with my littlest one...
I was folding clothes and the kids were all running in and outside to play. They do this all of the time, and I've just gotten used to hearing the door slam again and again.
Noah came inside and was being really good and quiet at one point, and I wasn't really paying him that much attention, and then he said,
"Hey, mom....look, I've got a mousie!"
I was deep in thought about something and just said, "Oh yeah, that's nice."....I didn't even look at him. Bad mommy. I just figured he had a toy that he was pretending was a mouse.
He kept repeating himself. "Hey, mommy look! It's so cool. I have a mouse! It's so neat!"
"Mom it's so cool. I have a mouse!"
Well, I finally decided to look over and see this mouse he had, and what I saw made my mouth drop open in horror.
He was holding a dead rat. By it's tail.
Yes, a REAL one.
And a BIG one.
I mean, this thing was the size of a guinea pig. I'm not kidding. Apparently, either the dog or the cat had killed it outside and Noah had found it.
It took me about 10 seconds to register what was going on and what to do. I was like, "OH no...Noah~ Noah....ugh ewwww!".
And Noah kept saying, "What?", like he had no idea that holding a huge dead rat should be of any concern to anyone.
Then I was like, "Hurry, run outside and throw it down! Right now!!!
He ran outside, threw it down, and I made him scrub his hands.
I was about to gag. That was about the most disgusting thing...the rat wasn't even stiff yet. It had been freshly killed.
Isn't it so fun what little boys think of to torture their moms with?
I was folding clothes and the kids were all running in and outside to play. They do this all of the time, and I've just gotten used to hearing the door slam again and again.
Noah came inside and was being really good and quiet at one point, and I wasn't really paying him that much attention, and then he said,
"Hey, mom....look, I've got a mousie!"
I was deep in thought about something and just said, "Oh yeah, that's nice."....I didn't even look at him. Bad mommy. I just figured he had a toy that he was pretending was a mouse.
He kept repeating himself. "Hey, mommy look! It's so cool. I have a mouse! It's so neat!"
"Mom it's so cool. I have a mouse!"
Well, I finally decided to look over and see this mouse he had, and what I saw made my mouth drop open in horror.
He was holding a dead rat. By it's tail.
Yes, a REAL one.
And a BIG one.
I mean, this thing was the size of a guinea pig. I'm not kidding. Apparently, either the dog or the cat had killed it outside and Noah had found it.
It took me about 10 seconds to register what was going on and what to do. I was like, "OH no...Noah~ Noah....ugh ewwww!".
And Noah kept saying, "What?", like he had no idea that holding a huge dead rat should be of any concern to anyone.
Then I was like, "Hurry, run outside and throw it down! Right now!!!
He ran outside, threw it down, and I made him scrub his hands.
I was about to gag. That was about the most disgusting thing...the rat wasn't even stiff yet. It had been freshly killed.
Isn't it so fun what little boys think of to torture their moms with?
You know this will be one of those stories you'll tell your grandkids one day and laugh about.
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I'm guessing that these will be one of the harder things to get used to when I'm a mom!
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I'm sooo glad you didn't include a picture. :op
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well you reacted a WHOLE lot better than I would have. I would have screamed, yelled at my son as I ran him out of the house and then would have dragged him back in - stripped down & scrub his whole body - not just his hands. =O
So your re-action in my book is GOOD MOMMY. =)
Oh it's never dull with little boys! LOL
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LOL!!! I don't know you... But I have three girls and I thought this was absolutely hysterical.
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Bethany,
How familiar this is! Have you read my 'boy' post yet? Reminds me of what boys do...not so gross, tho!
Have a great day with your boys!
daune
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Hilarious! I can just imagine your face when you actually turned around.
Thank you so much for making me laugh this morning. I needed it : )
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Oh, I was hoping for a picture. What a funny little Noah you have. I could just picture the whole situation in my head. I was laughing hysterically and if you only knew how bad things are here right now you would know how much I needed that laugh.
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Oh my gosh!!! I bet you wanted to scream! This story reminded me of what our little dachshund brought in the house one morning when it was cold and dark outside. As she ran past me to the open door I thought to myself, she's got something in her mouth, I watched her run into the house and right to her basket bed and she sat down in that bed and turned and looked at me with a mouse in her mouth. I screamed without thinking, "Grrrty, put it down." After the words came out of my mouth, I thought, what if it's not dead and it runs thru the house, how will I ever catch it? Well it was dead, but I wasn't positive, and I didn't want to touch it without something over my hand, so I got a paper towel and picked it up and took it to the garbage can out in the garage and I stood there and looked at it for a few seconds to be sure it was dead! Your story is more shocking, I don't know how you didn't faint!
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Oh my goodness! I would die. I always freeze up when I hear my son say "look mommy, a snake!" It's always just a string or something, but I always brace myself to see him holding a real snake.
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Hi Bethany, you never cease to amuse me with your stories
I love being a mom to a little Boy, never a dull moment!
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