mouse time

[this is one of my favorite stories of my life]

i believe this story took place in 2005. which is when this picture was.
don't we look like babies?

ONE night when i was in california for the summer i was getting home late (from a date fyi. like one of the first ones of my life. haha and the funny part is it was with the guy who my cousin is currently DATING. anyways) and so the girls (as in elle and joslin) were waiting up for me. i got home around 1:30 in the morning and i remember the girls had tried hard to stay awake, but they were a little delirious. we talked briefly and just basically said goodnight and then we were laying there.

the sleeping arrangements for summer at the nielsons has always been that i sleep on a luv sac that is on the ground right next to the bed, and elle and joslin share elle's bed. so we had just barely said goodnight and were lying there falling asleep when i heard a little scractching noise like coming from the bathroom area. now i should preface this by saying that previously that week they had thought that there might be mice in the house. okay so i was a little freaked out but i also was thinking i had just heard something else, and neither of the girls moved so i figured it was just me. then i heard it again and i heard elle sit up and so i knew something was going on. i freaked out and jumped up on there bed, because i was a little worried about being on the floor with some creature running around! so i jump up there, and by this time joslin is sitting up to and we are all screaming, well not like screaming loudly because everyone else is sleeping, but like quietly screaming (you know what i mean)! we were freaking out, we didn't know what to do because we certainly didn't want to get off the bed, our safe space, but we needed some assistance!

haha this is where the story gets exciting. elle had the great idea of calling her dad on the house phone, from her cell phone that was right by her bed. she grabs the phone and calls her home phone and i hear her whisper "dad, there is something in my room." next thing we know, people are running down the hall, we hear pounding footsteps getting louder and louder. well of course it was my uncle lonnie running down the hall to save us, and i was a little worried because we all knew it wasn't a real emergency, which he apparently thought it was. so what did i do? i layed back down and pretended to be asleep. well, he ripped open the door and was like "WHAT?!" we all felt a little bit silly at this point and began to regret our decision of calling him at 1:30 in the morning. maybe not the best choice. so elle is like "um...we think we heard a mouse?"

(oh my gosh i am laughing right now typing this. haha like i mean what were we thinking? we woke him up and he thought there was like a human in our room and came to save us. gosh we are so silly)

kristen, my aunt, had been shortly behind lonnie, so she arrived at the room also and was wondering what was wrong. anyways after we explained what happened, they were a little upset that we had woken them up to tell them that, mostly because lonnie thought that we said "there is someONE in our room" instead of someTHING which is what we claim to have said. we still debate that one today. anyways he was like "don't ever do that again" and then helped us all move into the living room to sleep there for the night like a good uncle would.

we never did find the mouse.