I have two holes in my house right now, yeah, that's right, two holes. Due to a "leaky shower valve", I have one gigantic hole in my dining room ceiling and another smaller hole in Little N's room. Oh, the joy of owning an older home!! Everytime I walk into the dining room I feel like the hole is going to suck me in. It all started Sunday night when I hear a strage sound, like someone opening a wrapper. I think it's my husband trying to open a piece of candy, when I realize that he has been trying to open the candy for far too long. So, I walk into the dining room and see that it's actually "raining" right onto my hard wood floor. Nice. Little J is up stairs showering (he won't take baths), so I run up there and tell Big H to turn off the water b/c we have an emergency downstairs. So, now I' m left with two freaking big holes in my house. I think I'm taking all of this pretty well, considering that we just had Little N's room re-done about 2 months before he was born. Oh, well, whatta ya gonna to do?
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