Overflowing with love.....

THIS is the story of how one mom alone with 6 kids can flood a hotel room.

The Possible Culprit #1-

Possible Culprit #2-

And considering one of them can't talk, we might NEVER know the REAL story.

But here's what I THINK happened.

We went down Friday night to stay in a hotel so I could go to the temple that night and Brooks could go the next morning.....

It was wonderful!

I hadn't been to the temple since November and it was much needed.

I went to the 7:45 session and got to the hotel around 10:00 because it was so nice to run into my friends there, the Hoytes.

2 of the kids (Emerson and Aleeya) were still awake and both wanted to sleep in my bed, I gave them a big fat NO because both of them COULD spring a leak, but I did snuggle them for a while. Brooks (the sucker) was asleep already and picked to snuggle Iris to bed instead of setting up the other port-a-crib......ha ha ha. Let's just say he had a horrible sleep. But I on the other hand, had my own bed.

But let's skip ahead to the flooding, right?

We woke up the next morning, ate breakfast and Brooks took off to go to the temple. The plan was for me and the kids to chill, play, watch cartoons until the pool opened at 10.

It was only 8:30 and I noticed the kleenex box being emptied over and over again by Iris in the bathroom. I went in there and found practically the whole box in the toilet.

So I scooped out all the kleenex and thought I was good to go, right?

Well, not ME.........but Aleeya. She ran in there to go poop.

I went in on the bed to feed Royce.

Next thing I hear is Aleeya saying,

"Mommy, I keep flushing and flushing and it's not going down."

I immediately thought that it was plugged so I told her to STOP flushing (so it wouldn't overflow) and to come out............because I was STILL feeding Royce and didn't really want to do the walk-around-feeding thing. I knew I would go check on it after he was done.

5 minutes later I heard a knock on the door.

Funny, because Brooks shouldn't be back until noon.

On my way over to the door I felt a SQUISH and then saw all the water. In the hallway of the room, on the couch/pull-out-bed cushions I put in the hall, into the closet and now it was coming out of the door into the hall. A housekeeper saw it and knocked on the door.

She left while I tried to move everything and be as helpful as I could while at the same time, keeping Iris from playing puddle-jump in the poopy water.

Next thing I know there's 3 or 4 people in there vacumning, drying, etc. I tried to be as helpful as I could. The man insisted I throw on gloves because it was "dirty water". (Does he REALLY think I've never dealt with poop accidents before?!?!)

I packed up all our things, the kids and they moved us to another room. Had we had the Yeti there, I would've just left the hotel to get out of the way, but Brooks had the van.

The boys were THRILLED to be in a king-size bed room to watch cartoons now

(notice they're STILL ready to go swimming and the pool STILL hasn't opened)

The general manager called me to apologize profusely. I told him what happened and kept apologizing myself, because afterall it WAS our fault! But he was just so nice and everyone there was as well. I really did just want to hide at times, but the humor of it kept me going, because seriously, this is definitely something that would happen to my family....it was probably just a matter of time, right?

The kids DID get their swim time in though......

(Camden and Emerson are just like me, going for the hot tub first! Isn't my Iris a dollface?)

And by the time Brooks got back from the temple around 12:30, and found his family in a DIFFERENT room, he just gave me a look like, "Um.......why are you in another room?" and I just smiled and said, "I'll explain in the car, let's get on out of here."

Apparently the whole morning exhausted everyone else too, because they all fell asleep on the way home.

(look at his little crossed legs)

And yes, we WERE happy to get home........ see?