There's a mouse in our house!
For two nights, I've heard something in our vent that sort of sounded like a squirrel dropping acorns or something. Then, this morning after nursing Carter, I was laying in bed and heard something in the bathroom. A few minutes later, I heard paper rustling in our bedroom. I shot up, which woke Chris up, and he asked what was wrong. I told him what I heard, and next thing we know, there's a mouse running across our dresser! Oh. My. God.
Can you imagine if I'd run into him while going to get Carter?? I don't turn on any lights to do that.
I am so grossed out. Blech. I keep getting the heeby jeebies.
(Chris just went into the bathroom and found droppings in our tub. I KNEW I heard him in there!)