

I am renting a storage closet in our condo building, to house all the food. Yesterday morning I went in the closet to get some pasta, and I saw Ratatouille staring at me. He was a pretty big one, too. I declared war. Mainly because I want to preserve the food for the children, but also because I wet my pants. I am not a rat lover. I went out and bought poison, glue traps, and a $20 electronic thing that messes with rodents' nervous systems. I hope our neighbors don't have hamsters; this thing has a 200 yard range. This morning, no sign of him and one of the glue traps is gone. He probably ate it.
Last week we took Abby to 'Wall-E', the pixar movie. She loved it. She was the happiest girl in the world, sitting in the chair and watching the big screen. I loved watching her as much as the movie. Toward the end she decided she'd rather sit in the aisle, with her head against my arm. Weird, but cute. Like her old man.
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