The bathroom floor is gritty

It was also akin to a pond. 

Yesterday, the kids' job was to clean the bathroom sink.  They turned it into scrubbing the tile floor.

I asked what they were doing, they evaded the question and shut the door.  Since they are not the quietest children, and scrubbing isn't a silent activity, I already knew what they were doing.  And I peeked under the door and took a picture.

I let them go.  I did remind Ellie of the time, because she wasn't completely ready for school yet.

For half an hour they cleaned. 

At 8:30 I told them it was time to clean up.  Around 8:50 I hear Ellie frantically calling me from the bathroom.  She has just flushed the toilet.

I open the bathroom door.  And see water.  Covering half the floor.  Overflowing the toilet. 

I freak out. 

And then grab for towels.  Lots and lots of towels.  I ordered Ellie to get towels.  I ran around the house getting towels.  And the plunger.

And I start sopping up the water.  And incredulously demanding how all this water got on the floor?!?!

Josh got upset with my tone.  I got better control of it and ensured him I wasn't mad, just flabbergasted at the amount of water.  And both empty containers of cleaner.  About three cups of baking soda and borax.  And my homemade toilet fizzies on the floor. And the clogged toilet. Again.

And we were supposed to be walking to school, not sopping up gallons of water.  And unclogging a toilet.

Somehow I managed to get all the water wiped up, the toilet unclogged and the kids to school on time.

After school, the kids finished cleaning the floor, since while I did get the water sopped up, the copious amounts of baking soda/borax cleaner were still coating the floor. 

And although Ellie mopped the floor, I mopped the floor, josh vacuumed the floor and I vacuumed the floor, it is still gritty.

But it is clean and whiter.

Poor Lilly

On January 14th, Lilly completely tore her CCL.  Her knee ligament.




Josh made her comfortable the next morning.

And wrote her a get well card.

We took her to our vet.  A $3000 surgery.  I talked with my cousin, a vet.  We took her to another vet.  $2200 - 2500 surgery.

We decided to have the other vet do the surgery.  This past Monday.

Now she gets to wear a fun cone and lay around a lot.  Wait.  The laying around a lot is not new.

And Ellie wrote her a get well card. 

She goes back next week to have the stitches removed. 

And in case you were wondering, it's super fun to try and lift a 95 pound dog up and down four steps for her to do her business.  Thankfully she didn't take long to go down the steps herself.  And last night she went up by herself.  She doesn't care for the towel around her middle lifting option. 

And until she can walk on the knee well, she doesn't get to go upstairs at night.  So one of us has been sleeping downstairs with her.