I am sitting here avoiding something I need to do - after having cleaned up the trail'o'toddler (she now not only colors on everything she can find, every time she finds a writing implement, she also strips, and opens the fridge and pours her OWN drinks) and I have to tell you what happened last night.
I think I realized part of the reason why this house was for sale - other than the whole It Was Bank Owned Part, because when it snows, and then it rains? Really, really hard? Yeah.
The water rushed to my eleven year old daughters' door - and she saw it - freaked out - cried and screamed and came running for us.
"THERE IS A FLOOD!"
My husband went to see - and the water was coming from the basement door where it had leaked in before, but A Lot More than before. All of a sudden the clues became clear as to why it looked like there Might Have Been Water in the basement. We are on hands, knees, cleaning up, looking for a fan, anything, when my six year old is in my face and screams, "THE HOUSE IS ON FIRE! WE'RE GOING TO DIE!" I do not take her seriously, because, no. We can't have TWO DRAMAS AT ONCE KID.
"MAMA, THE HOUSE IS ON FIAAAAAAAAH!"
And, then, I see the tears.
She's absolutely serious.
She is TERRIFIED.
We ARE going to DIE.
My husband TEARS up the stairs - to find - smoke filling the kitchen.
I am sitting here avoiding something I need to do - after having cleaned up the trail'o'toddler (she now not only colors on everything she can find, every time she finds a writing implement, she also strips, and opens the fridge and pours her OWN drinks) and I have to tell you what happened last night.
I think I realized part of the reason why this house was for sale - other than the whole It Was Bank Owned Part, because when it snows, and then it rains? Really, really hard? Yeah.
The water rushed to my eleven year old daughters' door - and she saw it - freaked out - cried and screamed and came running for us.
"THERE IS A FLOOD!"
My husband went to see - and the water was coming from the basement door where it had leaked in before, but A Lot More than before. All of a sudden the clues became clear as to why it looked like there Might Have Been Water in the basement. We are on hands, knees, cleaning up, looking for a fan, anything, when my six year old is in my face and screams, "THE HOUSE IS ON FIRE! WE'RE GOING TO DIE!" I do not take her seriously, because, no. We can't have TWO DRAMAS AT ONCE KID.
"MAMA, THE HOUSE IS ON FIAAAAAAAAH!"
And, then, I see the tears.
She's absolutely serious.
She is TERRIFIED.
We ARE going to DIE.
My husband TEARS up the stairs - to find - smoke filling the kitchen.