"Six, seven, eight......Seventy-Eight Fingoors!"

 
Yes, those were his exact words, but he was just horsin' around.

I think.

With the water back, the third load is in the dishwasher, with only a couple of greasy pans to finish. There are vast quantities of water, just not much hot water.

Kendra says a cold shower is not that bad, but I am holding out for a hot, hot bath. Hopefully, before Loren returns tomorrow evening. *flutters eyelashes*

Seeing it gush out of the faucets was enough to bring cheers from the kids.

So glad I won't have to go out and collect snow to melt.
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{10:15 update} Okay....I'm gonna hafta do something about this kid's ego. Tonight he requested "Hush Little Baby" for his nightly lullaby (except, he calls it "Shlush Widdle Baby") and right after I finished he pipes up with, "MOMMY, I'm da SWEETEST Widdle BABY--IN--TOWN!"

*grins*
 

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