So, I think I got complacent a little bit with Korinne and Porter. When they were two, they would of course make normal messes, but they never really got into things that they weren't supposed to. But then along comes Holt. He's done things like squeeze the kids bright pink and bright blue toothpaste all over the bathroom...I mean covering
every surface. (I can't find the pictures right now...but they're pretty funny). Or, he's gotten into the flour and spread it all over himself and the kitchen. So it should really come as no surprise what he did Friday night....
Korinne was at a ballet with her friend, Porter had fallen asleep on the couch watching a movie, Colby and Holt were outside "working" in the garage, so I took the rare opportunity to spend a little time on the computer. I could hear Colby and Holt going in and out upstairs, but wasn't really paying attention. After a while, I could hear a lot of water trickling and I remember thinking, "wow, it's really raining hard now!". Then I could hear Holt upstairs yelling Porter's name, so I yelled up to him to leave him alone and let him sleep, so then he started yelling for me and I of course kept telling him "just a minute, bud!" Then Colby started yelling for me, so I went upstairs....Holt had pushed a bar stool over to the sink and turned on the water. (our faucet is one of those swan neck ones). He then pushed the button for the sprayer, so needless to say, the kitchen was completely flooded. The trickling water that I had heard and paid no attention to was the water pouring out of the ceiling onto my sewing machine and all over the craft table. So, as we are working to clean up the flood, Holt stood there saying "Holt play in water, mom." Cute.