Colin woke up too early this morning. Well, too early for me. Richard had actually just woken up, so I selfishly put him on morning baby duty, so that I could get a few more minutes of shut-eye. I somehow fell back asleep, even dreamed a little, and woke up feeling ever-so-slightly more refreshed.
I came downstairs and took over, so that Richard could leave for work. Colin happily snacked on little teething puffs while I made myself a cup of coffee. Then, I prepared Colin’s oatmeal breakfast. In the middle of me feeding him, I heard an unpleasant sound. A that-wasn’t-just-a-loud-fart sound. A few minutes later, he’s in the bathtub getting hosed off. Unpleasant, indeed. Lovely start to the morning.
You guys, at this point, it’s not even 8am.
He gets cleaned up and re-dressed. We head back downstairs to resume breakfast and much-needed coffee. We watch a little bit of television before heading up to play in his room. By 8:30am, he’s already sleepy again, since he woke up so early.
I put him down for a nap. As I’m leaving his room, I hear a little “drip… drip… drip…” sound echoing from the hallway. Did I leave the faucet on in the bathroom? Or maybe the tub faucet, from his bath? No, it sounds much closer. It’s coming from the attic. Water is dripping into the loft from the little attic door in the ceiling.
I put a cheap bin under the leak and immediately get annoyed by the now-loud “PANG… PANG… PANG” sound, as the drips collect in the plastic trashcan.
Welp, that will probably keep Colin up.
I text Richard in a panic. He’s in a meeting, but calls me as soon as he gets out. Whew, he’s on his way home.
I get lucky, and Colin falls asleep. Time to indulge in a little pre-shower face mask relaxation. Ahh, it’s the little things. Alright, time to get serious. If there is a water issue, I better squeeze in a quick shower. Richard arrives shortly after my shower. WHEW.
He scopes out the situation, and it’s a water heater issue. He calls a guy.
My grandparents, mom, and sister all come over (this get-together was planned a few days ago, and I wasn’t going to cancel for a small leak!) and we have a wonderful time playing with Colin, drinking coffee, eating cake, and just catching up.
I finally got a moment to sit down and right this post – as Richard and the water heater guy are upstairs tip-toeing around Colin’s afternoon nap.
I feel like I just woke up, you guys.
And it’s 3:30pm.
Aaaaaaaaaaand this week’s Scribble Picnic theme is “Umbrella”. HOW FITTING! My scribbled umbrellas are paired with a quote from The Great Gatsby, a bit of sunshine and hope after a rainstorm. After a night of rain, an unexpected morning bath for Colin, a (quite relaxing) shower for me, and a LEAKING CEILING, my morning has been full of rain. Sounds like this theme was more of a premonition… Hmm…
I hope your morning was much less eventful than mine!