Kitchen Floor Update
If you’ve been reading this blog, then you know that I am not a fan of my kitchen floor. And while Even Steven says that I should be “grateful that I even have a kitchen floor” – I am not.
I do not like my kitchen floor. I even wrote a letter to it expressing my disgust.
Well – just last week, the inevitable happened. My sweet Simon baby was crawling around and found this chunk that is missing.
And I got there just in time to pull a huge piece of floor out of his mouth. I immediately called Even Steven at work. The conversation went something like this…
Even Steven: Hello?
Me: Emergency. We HAVE to get a new floor right away. I just found a piece of the kitchen floor in Simon’s mouth. This is serious.
Even Steven: That is serious.
Me: Right. So we can get a new floor, right?
Even Steven: We definitely need to do something. I’ll make some calls when I get home from work.
I was so excited I could hardly contain myself. I was finally getting a new floor. I spent my entire naptime looking at flooring options online.
I called my mom and told her that the kids and I would be spending a few days with her in the NEAR future while we got a new kitchen floor!
The next morning, I was still in bed and Even Steven was getting ready for work when we had another conversation. It went something like this:
Me: Do you want me to see if your mom can watch the kids this weekend so we can go and pick out a new kitchen floor?
Even Steven: I don’t think we need to do that.
Me: Really? I think it would be easier to make a decision without the kids with us.
Even Steven: I fixed the floor after you went to bed last night. We’re all set.
I went downstairs.
He fixed the floor alright…
Miles was so excited to see how his daddy had “worked so hard to fix the kitchen floor.”
I threw away the yellow duct tape just in case Even Steven decided to use it for any future home “repairs.”