Of mice and boys

I had quite a busy day dealing with the mice situation. Turns out there's more than one, as we caught a baby. Or the fridge caught a baby, to be more clear.

After the exterminator had done his job, setting up traps, I went out to pick up Oli from daycare. In the park, Mr. Olivier was more interested in rolling in the sand and contemplating the playground and baseball diamond. Henri of course fell asleep only as we were 2 minutes from home. It made for a rather loud dinner, with Henri crying and Oli being a bit rambunctious.

Henri is three months today! And now fast asleep in my arms.