The Worst Day of My Life (and probably the beginning of a bad 3 years!)

It all started with these sad, begging TWO faces. I mean really how could anybody say NO to these faces! Especially since one is a grown man, and should never put his wife through having to say yes or no to that face.

So what were they BEGGING me for?

I think I have made you wait long enough. They wanted a HAMSTER! Josh took the kids to the post office a few days ago and apparently stopped by the pet store on the way home. All I have heard from BOTH of them (and sometimes even Hope if she was around when they were asking) is "Can we PLEEEAASSE get a hamster?" Yes, even from my grown husband. He even went as far as to say one day he could not focus all day in class and studying because all he could think about was getting a hamster. Oh, brother!

If any of you know me AT ALL, or have followed this blog for awhile you know
I. HATE. MICE!!!

Detest them! Terrified of them! Can't sleep when they are in my house because I dream they are eating through my body! HATE THEM! I immediately say there is NO WAY because I can't deal with the stress of having this thing in my house. Josh knows I am TERRIFIED! Why would he even ask me for one and put this kind of pressure on me, and every time with that face? WHY? I felt like the wicked stepmom on cinderella! The days went by and I was still hearing about it. I finally said I would at least go look at them. So we went. The Girls were thrilled. First glance I freaked out and said ABSOLUTELY NOT! NOT HAPPENING! LETS GO! We get out to the car and there is still the face! This is a grown man! It is his house too, and I kind of felt like there is no way I even had a say in this. He made the comment "we'll just wait til she is not with us!" I would much rather have been involved in the horrible act so I could at least get the credit with the girls.

So grinding my teeth, digging my heels and shuddering every second we picked out a dwarf hamster and cage to go with it! I am getting more used too it, but haven't touch it and probably never will. I secretly hope this will help me get over my fear of mice, but doubt it. I will say it is different having them locked in cage, and one you picked out, rather than a free roaming wild thing! And I have to add all the doors on the cage are WIRED shut so the kids CANNOT get into them without Josh! Call me paranoid that is just fine by me!

Brielle ABSOLUTELY adores the thing! She loves to hold her even which I was so surprised by! It kind of creeps me out just watching her hold it but I try not to show that. It actually really likes Brielle too. For some reason it comes out of its house when she talks to it and doesn't run when she holds it! We did name her ROXY, so I guess I should stop calling it an IT, but I think it will always be IT to me! Does this picture remind you of Josh as a kid Barbs?
My big child loves it just as much. He is just reliving his childhood. Although when he was little he had like a village. I have to keep pulling in his reins and reminding him we will NEVER have more than one!
Hope likes it on her own terms. She says she wants to hold it, but then gets squeamish when we let her. She keeps asking though, and definitely loves to pet and play with it. I will try to get pics of her with it later.

So there you have it. The HORRIBLE, UGLY, WORST day of my life made my husband and children so happy!!!! Is it worth it????? I'm not so sure!