When it rains it POURS!

We have entered the hurricane zone here. Having a hot sunny day to do laundry is a luxury. You know when you hang your laundry out to dry and it actually can dry without the Dominican extra rinse cycle {the immediate down pour of rain that can happen at any given moment and saturate all of the clean clothes you just hung out}. Yes it rains everyday, but there is a difference between the light drizzle and the downpour. I did laundry yesterday. It seemed like the perfect day to do it, because it was nice and sunny. It wasn't completely dry after dinner so I left it out thinking it will surely be dry in the morning. What was I thinking? Broc and I woke up in the middle of the night to the LOUDEST sounding thunder I have ever heard. I swear it shook our whole house. By this point it was raining or "downpouring". So much for dry clothes. Pretty sure they are more saturated than they were when they came out of the washer. Lesson learned- not to leave laundry outside to dry at night during hurricane season!

This is Broc preparing to go out in the crazy rain! 

Gotta protect the backpack!

{Disclaimer... what you are about to read contains some gross graphic details- Reader's Discretion Advised}

So when it rains a ton (like it did last night and this morning) the water gets shut off. I was scrambling this morning to try to get into the shower before I got the boys breakfast. The boys woke up super early this morning (probably from the loud thunder) and they were starving. But I knew if I didn't hurry up and get in, I wouldn't get to get in! And who knows how long the water will be off. Luckily, I got my shower! The boys finally got their breakfast. Jack did his normal ritual- crawls some place by himself and does his morning BM. But this morning instead of the brown stuff being contained in the diaper, it was all over his legs. We don't have a changing table here and I didn't want to change him on the bed and get poop all over, so I laid him down on the tile- he HATED it! While I am trying to wipe him down- as he is screaming and trying to roll over, I notice he has something brown in his bottom teeth. GROSS!!! I am really hoping that he just found a chocolate chip somewhere. So now we are both up to our necks in poop and I decide to just scrub him down in a tub. I go to turn the water on... nothing comes out. Perfect timing- waters off. Now just picture yourself in my situation. You have a poopy baby in your arms and there is no water. All the while Jack is screaming (I would have been to if I was covered in poop!) Finally a little trickle of water comes out and I stick him in the sink, attempting to scrub him with the few drops that come out. I think it really only made it worse by smearing it around. After using almost a whole thing of wipes I think I finally got him cleaned up.

Now some of you might be completely grossed out and wondering why I would write something like this on my blog. Well, one day when we have running water that doesn't get turned off after it rains, I want to remember these times and be grateful for the little things like running water and an American dryer that make life just a little easier!