By 8:15 am, I had a clean kitchen (scrubbed, not just picked up), loaded dishwasher, clothes in the washing machine, kids dressed, mom dressed and everything I needed for my MOPS meeting today (that alone is a miracle!). I was so sure it was going to be a GOOD day. But then, I was just behind a major accident that left me in bumper-to-bumper traffic for 30 minutes going the 1/2 mile from where I stopped going a normal highway speed until I could again, resume my 60 miles per hour. By that time, I was 20 minutes late for my meeting, then Em ate (not just drooled on it, ATE it) my parking ticket that I needed to leave and well... things just seemed to go downhill from there.
We made it home, however, and both kids were asleep together and I thought I might be reclaiming my brilliantly productive day. Then, Cooper woke up. After 10 minutes. So we played. He finally went back down and I was able to go check on the laundry, only to find that the exploded hot water heater/geyser at the other flat (for our washer and drier are still down there) was being repaired and there was no electricity. Yeah. We persevered however and I managed to get dinner on the table (the clean table might I add) at 5 o'clock and I was once again proud of myself. I even had supper for when we come back from our long weekend camping cooking. I was all puff-peacock thinking how prepared I was and with that, sent Todd upstairs to put the kids in the bath. I was even contemplating having a cup of decaf coffee for all of 17 seconds to reward my productivity and "can-do" attitude and when I hear Todd on the phone with the fix-it guy telling them we have sewage leaking into the bathroom.
This is the point where I thought: WHAT! Is he joking!?! Sewage?!?!
The whole time though, I knew, in the pit of my stomach. I knew that the random little drops of water I chalked up to post-shower dripping from the morning was more. The good news, however, was that BOTH kids had an absolute ball in the kitchen sink where they got their baths for the night. I would have forgone the whole endeavor, but Em smelled and Cooper had peas and butternut in his hair. Ew. Aren't they so worth the broken pipes and whatever-whatever hot water heater and all the above?!
Em, ever the independent, has to do it all by herself... expect the sink was too small for her normal toys and bucket. So, we went with the heart-shaped measuring cups instead!
**Excuse the photography. Squirmy kids+ bad lighting+ a slightly anxious dog don't equal fabulous pictures apparently!
1 comment:
When my kids were babies -- we'd sometimes do a bath in the kitchen sink ... however, I've never seen the double sink used AND with a youngster in each one.
Awesome and soooo cute!
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