What a day!

You know, I've come to the conclusion that I shouldn't leave Popeye home alone.

Things get destroyed when Popeye is home alone. Case in point, today I came home from MOPS to find Popeye putting crime scene tape over the bathroom door. I kid you not! (I took a picture, too - I'll post that later.) It seems that Popeye took up the subfloor in final preparation of finishing the bathroom. However, while he was taking up the subfloor he broke the pipe for the toilet.

I removed Popeye from the house and we went shopping for windows, vanities & all things glorious to bathrooms!

Upon our arrival home, he continued his exploration of demolition and cut a hole in the main subfloor (because the previous owners put a subfloor over the main subfloor that was rotted through). Anyway. He cut a hole in the floor - you know, cutting away the rotted wood. Now we can see down into the downstairs bathroom. (I have pictures of Princess Monkey Eyes peering up at me through the hole.) Oh yeah, and Popeye has done something with that pipe - but at least WE can fix it instead of calling a plumber (because now Popeye is a self-proclaimed plumber. And rightfully so, in my opinion).

But on a happy note, today we bought:
~ the window (well, ordered it - it wasn't in stock)
~ the sink and vanity
~ the sink fixtures
~ the bathtub fixtures
~ the light
~ a new seal for the toilet
~ and a "how-to" book for Popeye

And the night ended with me taking Thor to the ER for a dislocated elbow and Popeye running to the store for milk, pull-ups and ice cream. It's been a long day. I'm going to bed.