It's just another typical day of school around here. Ds 15 was leaning his chair back onto 2 legs while taking in the scope of information I was dishing out to him. (Actually....., he was giving me the deer in the headlights look.) When suddenly a mouse scurried across the floor and ran into the foyer closet.
Like a group of hound dogs that just caught scent of its prey, our 2 boys shot out of their chairs and raced to the foyer closet. They immediately began tearing the closet and its contents apart (I will leave it to your imagination how our closet looks, but try to picture a family of 8 and all those items they can manage to cram into a tiny 4 ft long closet). Closet contents are flying across the room. You hear "THERE IT IS!" and then the poor little mouse scampers back across the room from which it came. Young girls are heard squealing as they leap for their lives to safety atop tables and chairs. Meanwhile Mom is throwing her hands up in the air because 'who gave the boys permission to leave while I was in mid-lecture'. 
The boys follow chase the mouse back across the room and into the living room behind the couch. The boys uproot the couch in an attempt to locate their prey. As they do this the mouse leaps out from inside the mechanical workings of the couch, scampers into the dining room and crawls underneath the VERY heavy and clunky hutch. The boys quickly grab 2 mousetraps and begin to set and place the traps on both ends of the hutch. With traps set, they then take the broom handle and insert it below the front of the hutch and begin to wildly shove and swing the handle around. After several seconds of attempting this, the boys decide that their strategy isn't working. So they use the broom handle to set off the traps (a wise choice. I prefer that method over losing their fingers) and decide to move the clunky and very heavy hutch instead. As they do this, all the girls, while standing on the couch for safety's sake, have their eyes fixed on the floor.
To everyone's dismay.....nothing came scampering from beneath the hutch. The mouse successfully eluded the hunters. It will live to see another day...........
So there you have it....Just another typical homeschooling day around here.... 
Now...do I make them get back to their books or CLEAN UP the 3 rooms they obliterated during their spontaneous hunt? (Henceforth, my old saying....'it looks like a couple of tornados blew through here'...yep, 2 boy tornado's and a tiny mouse wind)
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