Those mice.

I was buckling J into his car seat when I noticed the top of his ear was red, swollen, and warm to the touch.

“Oh, did those bugs bite you again?” I said.

“No,” he said, shaking his head. “It was a mouse. With black eyes!”

I paused a moment.

“A mouse bit you?”

“Yeah,” he said, sadly. “Mouse. Bite me. Sleeping.”

“Wow. Those mice are not nice. What should we do? Do you want me to kiss it?”

“No,” he said casually. “My otay.”

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2 responses to “Those mice.

  1. Esther

    That would have absolutely sent me screaming from that house!! No wonder you guys moved! WOW. Ew ew ew ew ew. Poor little guy.

  2. redchampagne

    Actually, I’m pretty sure J was making it up. I’m fairly sure it was a mosquito. He does seem obsessed with mice with black eyes, though.

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