Just a sneek peek at the fun we have waiting for us all summer...when DQ goes off meds. This morning started at 6:15 because that is when DQ's internal alarm went off. No matter that we were up until 11:00 last night. We were all up and at'em with the birds this morning. Usually coach does early morning duty. Today he's off umpiring a baseball playoff series so it was...my turn. I am not a morning person but today I made an effort. We went out to eat for breakfast (cause I don't actually cook breakfast...ever). It was fun (if you disregard the spilled soda, the spilled coffee, and the mess left by DQ) so we decided to go pick up the pottery we made last weekend and paint some more today.

Pottery painting...flapjack is a study in concentration. He gathers all of his supplies, makes a plan and gets started. He didn't get up once before he was done. DQ...yeah, not so organized. I swear she had 12 bottles of paint and 19 brushes to paint one piece of pottery. She had to stop periodically to go buy a snack and get some water. Painting is thirsty business. Flapjack finished and went to the kid area to watch a movie. I finished and went to pay. DQ was JUST getting started. Finally, two hours later (not kidding) she finished and we were off to the library.

It took flapjack and I about 20 minutes....DQ....took another 15 to be happy with her selections...which we will get to pay for...more on that later. Then it was off to pick up our team pictures for volleyball.

That should have been a quick trip...except I kind of got lost...and after 20 minutes gave up...and went home. I put our pottery on the chair but the sack was top heavy and fell...yep, smashed our pottery to smithereens. Lots of tears from DQ. By this time I seriously needed a nap and the kids were grouchy as well. We all stretched out and...stupid me, I actually went to sleep. I woke up to the great flood of 2009.

DQ had decided to clean house...nice thought. She started...and ended in the kitchen. I walk in the kitchen to see her in her undies...with a beach towel...standing in an inch of water in the kitchen. She wanted to mop the floor. Coach usually sprays the floor down with the sink sprayer. Coach has some control...DQ...not so much. She hosed down the entire kitchen (including her library books that she left on the counter which are now ruined). Apparently our floor slopes downward...who knew?? The water ran from the kitchen and soaked everything in the laundry room. It took 5 beach towels and a mop to clean the mess up. Yes, I yelled. Then I felt terrible because really, she was trying to be helpful...sheesh. If you wait a few minutes in my world something interesting is bound to happen. Can't wait to see what happens next.