15 minutes. One boy. One cup. Water. Wood Floor.

So Nate and I were up in the library figuring out what books he needs to complete his Easton Press collection. When we came down the stairs we were surprised to find a lake in our kitchen. Seriously. We had an inch of water covering our kitchen floor. Four hundred towels later, after pulling out our fridge and cleaning up the whole floor we are left with warped boards. Then as Nate went to go back downstairs to work he realized our basement was flooding. Off to grab more towels and wipe everything up. We had to poke holes in the plastic to get out the water so our insulation could dry out. This will be funny someday, right???