The other day L was taking a bath in the kids' bathtub. I handed him a couple of toys from out of the cabinet in their bathroom. He played with it for a couple mintues then said, "yucky water, mommy." I walked in to see the yucky water thinking I'd find brown "flaoties" in the water. I didn't. I found strings of mold that had shot out of the bath toy....I looked at the toy and could see through it . There was a ball of mold inside!!! Yuuuuck! I immediatley threw nearly all our bath tub toys away. I took L to the other shower upstairs, rinsed him off, then washed the "infected" bath tub. Then I threw away the towels I used to clean the tub.
The next day L was vaccuuming the kitchen with the stick vacc while I was on the phone with the pediatrician. Harmless, right? The conversation with the ped's office took a while. I stood in the laundry room with the door shut so I could have a quality conversation with the nurse. I felt like I knew what L was up to when I was in there because he must have checked on my every five minutes and said, "you okay, Mommy?" When I got off the phone, I left the laundry room and found L sitting on the ground with the vacc turned upside down while still turned out...I walked over to him to prevent him from putting his fingers in the running vacc. L tipped it in an attempt to turn it back over and the vaccuum "puked" all its contents all over the place. Fortunately nothing got in anyone's eyes!
My car was in the shop for two days....One day longer than originally anticipated. I was fortunate enough to get a rental from the dealership free of charge. When they called to tell me my car was done, I was super excited. It was right before nap time, but I thought if I got to the dealership quickly and returned home I could get L down for a nap in time. As we walked out the door I realized L had a stinky diap. Of course! So, I ran in, changed him real quick, scooped up the diap and nearly slipped when I attempted to cross the living room floor. I looked down and you'll never guess what I slipped on!! Yep, all the "contents" of the diap had fallen to the floor and L and I both stepped in it. Ickkkk!! I cleaned it up the best I could, but couldn't quite get everything out of the carpet, so I had to call "Carpet Kevin" (as the boys call him) for his professional help....And he knows just exactly where we live 'cause he was here a mere two weeks ago to clean said carpet...Luckily Carpet Kevin has a good sense of humor...and a strong stomach.
Did I mention our garage door is on the fritz? Ya, it will go up, but it won't go down. Makes leaving the house that much more challenging.
I was going to call our painter to paint up a few of our ding-ed up walls, but I'm almost afraid of what bloopers could come our way if I invite paint and ladders into our house...Might have to rethink this one. :)