Super S Cubed

Last night we came home to a quiet, dark house. I set the kids to getting their school things together including packing their lunch for the next day. Ty called to me from the kitchen, "Um Mom, we have a problem!"

As it turns out, we managed to catch a mouse while we were out. I didn't even know there was a trap set. My first thought was that we were going to be doing a lot of eating out because NO WAY was I going in that kitchen with the dead mouse.

But then I asked S3 if he thought he could handle the disposal if he scooped it up in a plastic grocery bag. He replied, full of confidence, "No problem." And sure enough, he managed to get rid of the dead mouse easily. My Hero! Moments like that make me so glad to have a pre-teen boy.

Speaking of pre-teens, I was marveling to myself when I got the mail today. We've lived in this house for about eight years now, since S3 was three years old. Wayne has been our mailman ever since day one. We used to get Nick Jr. Magazine then it was the Lego Magazine. Now we get Game Informer and CCS. I wonder sometimes if Wayne looks at what he's delivering and marvels at the growing up being done in our house. I know I sure do!