Taylor's surgery went well. She wasn't scared to be put under, no crying before or after, from her that is. The only issue we had was when we first got to the floor and Taylor saw the kids wearing the hospital jammies that opened in the back. She then didn't want to put the jammies on and told me that we didn't need to be there because she was all better and could hear now so we could go home. Funny kid. She has mentioned that she can hear better. There is still some blood coming out of one of the ears. But she is doing great and hasn't complained that Spencer's screaming is too loud. Although the first time he screamed, once we were home, she looked at him as to say what the heck is that all about.
Last night while hanging out with Nathan and talking to my MIL, I saw a mouse run from behind the couch. Of course I screamed. In our old house we had mice in our garage but they never found their way into the house. Sometimes the door from the garage into the house doesn't get closed properly so I think it snuck in yesterday. We've set a bunch of traps but haven't caught it yet. Maybe it snuck back out yesterday when I freaked out and made a quick trip at night for traps. Yuck mice! Needless to say I did not sleep well last night at all. Please let us catch it soon. Just waiting for the snap. Time to clean up the bonus room before our mouse friend makes a home in the toys.