Our friends recently caught a mouse (by accident) in their toaster. Kim put his bread in the toaster and Delphine heard a 'Squeak, squeak'. When Kim popped up his toast a little (and slightly crispy) mouse came up with it. Hugo has been obsessed by this story and has been telling it to anyone who has been to our house over the past two days. He has been at home with a cold and so has missed out on a couple of days of pre-school. This morning, so excited about telling his friends at pre-school, we decided to make a toaster and bread from cardboard and I crocheted a mouse for him - why is it so much easier to make a last-minute crochet mouse at night than get school lunches and packed?
Off to pick him up soon and I can't wait to find out how his story telling went.
p.s. can you tell how much I am relishing in my boys' ability to stand up and talk before their class??? It certainly wasn't my favourite thing.
