No More Barefoot Outings

Thursday afternoon, after cleaning the house, I opened all the windows and the front door to let the sun shine in the clean house. As I was finishing up I heard Little E in her room as she was ready to get up. The front door was all I had left to open and as I opened the front door, I heard a crazy noise, and felt things falling at my feet. All I could say was, over and over was "oh my gosh, oh my gosh." I couldn't believe what was happening! The storm door was in millions of pieces all over the entry floor. I paniced and turned in who knows how many circles trying to figure out what to do. Little E crying, glass everywhere. Can't keep her in the crib, can't let her out. My thoughts were gathered and I called up a friend and took Little E to play with her friend L. An hour and a half later, I was nearly finished cleaning up all the glass. Crazy!! And to make things even crazier, Daddy was at camp!!

How did this happen? I think the yard guy must have thrown up a rock with the weed eater earlier in the week, but I hadn't opened the front door since they had been here. We will see what happens with that...

My view inside

The outside view

After all that mess was pretty much cleaned up, I ran to pick up Little E and then had a fabulous spaghetti dinner with Just Me and the Boys. It was so wonderful to relax and get out of the house and spend time with some true friends.