Anyway, a few weeks ago Landon was out in our toolshed and he saw a rat scurry away. He came inside the house to tell me and I told him we need to get some traps because that's disgusting. A few minutes later he came running back inside to tell me he had found rat babies. My immediate thought? GROSS!!!!
He told me to come outside and look at them and I politely declined. Gross gross gross. Finally he convinced me to take a look...
The sweetest part of all was watching Landon with the rats. You can see it in his face--he's just such a love bug. He was gently stroking them with his finger and trying to keep them warm and he seriously would've held them in his hands all day if I didn't make him put them back (and wash his hands IMMEDIATELY. Ha!)
Anyway, the point is I married a good one. I love this boy and his sweet, tender heart. He's kind of like a M&M... hard shell on the outside, but SO soft and sweet on the inside. Don't let him fool you!
P.S. When I posted these pictures on Facebook we had a lot of HATERS. Haha! Why does everyone hate our rat babies?!





I am seriously still almost fainting at this. Baby rats. I guess you are right, that baby anything is cute, but rats?? I'm still nervous a bit about them. That's so cute that Landon loved them so much. Did you move them outside of your lawnmower bag? What do you do with a nest of baby rats??
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