Today, being that it's Martin Luther King Jr. Day, Mike had the day off of work, but unfortunately, I didn't. I left my daughter, her little friend that spent the night, my son (who was already a handful this morning at 5:45), and my patient husband. I had my doubts if Mike would be able to handle all three kids. Now, I completely trust my husband in any circumstance with the kids - he is usually a very kind, loving, considerate, creative daddy. But when I went in to say goodbye before I left, he looked up at me, quite pathetically, and pleaded "I don't know if I can handle him (Jacob) today." Um, okay? I reassured him that if Jacob was way too crazy, he could bring him to work, and my Mom would probably agree to watch him. So we left it at that, and out the door I went!
I think it was about 10:30 when Mike called me at work. When I picked up the phone he says the most dreaded thing a mother could hear, "We are having a crisis at home!"
So here's the story: Mike, like the good husband he is, was doing laundry. Somehow the washing machine overflowed, or busted a gasket, or something catastrophic. We're still not sure what happened, but the end result was the flooding of my house! And since we had just installed new laminate flooring not yet 5 months ago, I was a little concerned. I ran home with a wet/dry shop vac in tow. Mike had managed to use every towel and blanket in the house to absorb most of the water. It flowed down my hallway, through the living room, and even out of the front door!! After helping Mike suck up the three inches of water left in the bathroom and laundry closet, I left him to deal with the rest (which he did quite well...he even managed to take the kids on two bikerides!)!
When I got home from work this evening I yanked out all the baseboards in hopes the sheetrock will dry and allow air to flow under the laminate. Did I mention you can hear "squishing" when you walk? Lovely. So, now my house is a total mess. It looks like we were victims of a very localized hurricane. I pray my new floors aren't ruined!
In addition to the fun our water works created, Jacob is still his normal handful. He climbs on things I didn't even think were possible! He has figured out how to push the dining table chairs around to whatever he deems worthy of climbing - so NOTHING is safe or "out of bounds" for him! He is so proud of his accomplishment, when he reaches the top of whatever he's climbed, he'll stand there with huge smile and clap for himself. What really concernes me is that he has no fear - there is no such thing as "too high". His spirit for adventure makes it very difficult to get anything of significance done around the house. We constantly have to keep one eye on him or rescue him from his perch on top of the refrigerator!
So, props to the husband for dealing with the crisis. Although, I'm not yet convinced it wasn't his fault! Mike....are you sure you didn't stuff the washer like you usually do, and that's why it overflowed???? You can defend yourself by leaving me a nice comment. : )
I'll let you know if we have to call our homeowner's insurance to replace all our new floors!! In the meantime we have decided this might be a nice time to paint the hallway, which we've been needing to do. I'll also be praying tomorrow is less eventful! At least Mike will be at work, so he can't cause any more trouble! Heehee.
