ummmm Abby....who's gonna pick those up?

I'm in the kitchen cleaning. I yell, "Abby, where are you?" No response. Again, "Abby, where are you?" No response. Not even a little giggle like she does when she's under the table and wants me and my big self to crawl under there and get her. So, I go to our bedroom closet. She's usually hiding in there eating my red high heels, I know it's gross, but true. Not there. So I head to her room. Trust me, not many places in our huge mansion to hide in. On my way, I hear what sounds like a little mouse in the bathroom. Yep, it's a little mouse all right. Abigirl thought she would pull out all of the Q-tips out of the drawer for entertainment.

Here's my little mouse sitting in all the damage.

She takes a break to read the label on the lotion bottle.

Right when I saw this, I ran and got my camera. I took a video of her. This was taken before she even knew I watching. Hilarious!! I hate that my memory ran out on my camera before I finished the video. But it's still funny!!