At 01:29 01-11-00 -0500, you wrote:
>I have to share this one...
>
>While Julie and I were getting ready for dinner; my Sister-in-Law Sarah
>was holding Haleigh in the living room. As I was putting plates around
>the table, I hear Sarah say to Nathaniel, "Why don't you show your Mother
>your toy mouse. I thought about Nathaniel's current toy inventory....I
>don't think we have a mouse toy.... Nathaniel walks up to Julie and shows
>her his mouse toy. "Mommy yook at this!" Before you could say "De-Con",
>Julie let out a huge scream.
>
>By this time I had finally figured out what had happened, and was now
>trying to take the dead mouse "toy" out of the hands of a three-year old
>child. Sarah screamed after she found out it was a real mouse...
>Nathaniel had no idea what was going on when it was happening, but now has
>a greater understanding concerning the traditions of Halloween. I got a
>dead mouse out of the deal.
>
>Happy Halloween!
>Matthew Bos
>
>(De-Con is what us Michiganians use to rid our farmhouses from
>warmth-seeking rodents.)
Those of us in the rest of the country use cats, which are a lot more
cuddly in bed than a De-Con package.
-- Ronn! :)
