Flying, furry friend

Nope not a new pet, an uninvited guest.  After soccer last night Matt opened the front door took a few steps then quickly closed it again.  He turned to me and said "There's a bat or a bird flying in there, do you want to wait in the car?"  "And miss all the action? No way!"  So I covered Owen (in his seat) with a blanket and we headed in.  It took about 20 minutes to find our little friend hangin' out in the kitchen.  Matt suited up for battle (I won't retell the story but he's done this before - at a friends house) and eventually got the little guy out the back door.  We think he got in through a loose fireplace flue so hopefully he won't tell his little friends that we have good snacks or something!  Never a dull moment