Oil Spill

I'm not even sure where to begin. Today started out just like every other. Daddy kissed us each good-bye and then we got ready and went about our regular morning routine. I quickly ran downstairs to throw some laundry in and came back up to find Hyrum hiding in the pantry, happily munching on the lumps of brown sugar he was holding in each hand.

The rest of the time the littles enjoyed their Aunt and Uncle and some rocketship rides.

Soon it was time for Joe to go for his morning nap. I carried him up and tucked him into his crib. He has successfully fallen asleep on his own a few days in a row, but today was more difficult. Auntie Emma was downstairs reading a book to Camilla. She hadn't read two pages before she heard the pantry door. She went to investigate. There appeared to be water all over the floor. She lifted Hyrum up over the water and he slipped right out of her hands. It wasn't water, it was oil, a whole bottle of peanut oil infact! He went immediately downstairs for a bath. Lets just say his Auntie pretty much saved his life. I was impressed with her patience. We mopped up the floor, the shelf, the top of the sugar and flour containers, and the bottom of my wheat grinder. The whole time we were slipping and sliding around. The only good thing was the extra shine it gave my floor. When Camilla went to sneak a treat from the pantry a little while later she totally whipped out on the floor. It's still pretty slippery.

Then it was time to get out of the house. I was glad that my brother and sister were up for the day. They are always a hit with the littles. We took the bikes out to check out the trails and get some fresh air. It was a great walk. I love spending time with those two!