Mousy, mousy

We have a lovely house guest that the kids have named mousy (creative, I know). This mouse is the quickest little thing I have ever seen. We have really only seen flashes of it as it darts across the floor to its new hiding places. Yesterday when I got home from dropping the kids at school, I walked into the kitchen and the mouse darts out from somewhere and runs under the kitchen table. I freak out and get Bill. He grabs the BB gun and heads for it. The boys were loving this-they wanted to get this mouse. All of a sudden, I think it hit Caleb what was going to happen. He runs after Bill and says "Dont shoot it, it a baby". He kept saying it was a baby mouse and he was really upset about it. It was the cutest thing I have ever seen. We dont really see a whole lot from Caleb because he usually copies everything Tyson and Noah do, so this was unusual for us. How can you argue with that? As much as I hate mice, and it creeps me out knowing there is one in the house, I guess we will have to let Mr. mouse trap do its work.