Well....the dishwasher wasn't leaking, the broken pipes under the concrete slab were :( We are now VERY close friends with the 2 plumbers who have been at our house for 3 days. They have finally isolated the leaks, ripped out half of my kitchen cabinets (now residing in my dining room), taken off the counter tops (now in the garage), jack-hammered a large hole in my floor, and repaired the hot water pipe. They will be back tomorrow and repair the second leak, fill in the floor and them leave us with the aftermath. Our insurance is covering most of the cost of the repairs, but our kitchen (entire house) will be in turmoil for 2-3 weeks. I am thankful that we are going (running away) to Dallas this weekend to see the boys. I am going to sleep in a clean hotel room for 2 whole nights!
Needless to say, homeschooling didn't go very well this morning, and the 3 little ones (and their mother) have been a little cranky. Molly called Madelyn a "poo head" tonight, and Madelyn returned the favor with "bumpy head" :0) While I don't condone any name-calling, I am thankful that that is the worst they can do.
Randy is finishing up the very last of what he has to get done by the 31st. Although he has worked some loooong days, this January has seemed much less stressful that in the past. He even remained very calm when his sweet wife called to say that the kitchen was in the dining room and we had a pot hole where the sink once was.
I am thankful for sweet plumbers who know what they are doing and kindly tolerate a 6 year old boy looking over their shoulders for 3 days. I finally had to put flooring planks over the hole tonight so that Mason would leave it alone. I wonder sometimes what Mason thinks of our home and family. I bet his foster home in China didn't have a gaping hole in the floor, a cranky mother and a goldfish that swims upside down. Thank goodness he loves us and has a great sense of humor!
