"Mom, I want a mouse."
"What? Why?" I ask my 12 year old.
"'Cause they're cute. And I can train it. And keep it in my room."
If my eyes rolled any harder they'd look like a slot machine.
"Well, you have to use your own money."
"O.K. I worked out a budget and the cage, bedding, water bottle, food and mouse will cost $58," she fires back with bright eyes and a huge grin.
Ugh.
"What can I do for $20?" tumbles out next. Which immediately leads to a second hard eye roll. My head's starting to hurt.
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