Last night proved to be interesting. I had already put Lydia to bed, but Bekah was still up because she needed to go over her spelling words.
Then I hear water start hitting the floor.
That's odd, I thought.
I checked the washing machine (I was washing a quilt) and it looked fine. But then I still heard it.
Then the water started gushing out from under the washer and dryer.
Oh!!!
Bekah jumped up to help and we instantly both had wet socks and wet ankles of our pajama bottoms.
I said, "Bekah, quick! Go get some towels."
So she jumped up on the counter and started reaching for the paper towels.
"No Bekah - not paper towels! REAL towels!"
I looked and found where the hose had come loose from the wall. I picked it up before more water drained out of it.
And Bekah and I ran to the hall closet and grabbed armful of towels and ran back to the kitchen.
And David was at a meeting at church!!!
I texted him "washng machne flood" and we set to work.
Bekah was so helpful. She helped me lay down towels, ring them out in a bowl and then dump the bowl in the sink (didn't want to drip the towels all the way to the sink...there was a LOT of water!!).
We finally got it all cleaned up and got Bekah's homework done.
And when I tucked Bekah in, she said, "I've never been in a flood before. I'm going to tell Mrs. DeCola about it tomorrow. She won't believe that there was actually a flood in this day and age."
She's so cute!
(When David got home, he moved the washer and dryer and we got the rest of the water cleaned up...the floor is so clean under my washer and dryer now!!)