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The tragic death of Rosie Roomba

When you entered my life 6 months ago, I was excited, yet uncertain of you. I was sure I didn’t deserve you, but my husband insisted. I half-jokingly nicknamed you Rosie, just like the Jetson’s robot. I had no idea how much I would love you. Immediately, you made yourself right at home in our home, scurrying from one room to the next. We quickly became friends; you were such a great helper – always scooting through our rooms, cleaning our messes and allowing me to focus more time on other things. I am so grateful for all you did.

Then that fateful Tuesday evening arrived. It was a good day, a day like any other. I had busied myself in the kitchen to prepare a meal for my family, as you busied yourself cleaning up our afternoon mess. The children were helping by preparing their own cups of water. You were just going about your business, and she about hers. I promise it was an accident. She meant no harm. A drowning was certainly not on the agenda, but as she approached the table, you were leaving the table and that cup of water went right on your face. I think the world stopped for a few seconds. I tried to save you. I rushed for a towel. You were rushed to the kitchen and rested in dry rice. I even added more rice the next morning. We tried our best. Unfortunately, it was your time to leave us.

So I sadly say goodbye to my dear friend, Rosie the Roomba. You will be greatly missed.



dead roomba

RIP Rosie March 19, 2015 – September 15, 2015



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There’s a Boy on the Loose!

Some days with my boys are pretty normal, uneventful, and almost mundane. We wake up, watch cartoons, eat breakfast, go the gym or run a few errands, home for lunch, and spend the rest of the day playing, napping, etc. Then, there are days that start out normal, but then a certain little boy turns into a wild monkey, bouncing from mess to mess, often before I can even get to the first mess with a broom or mop. Thursday was one of those days.

Aside from a few squabbles, the boys had been pretty good all morning. We made a quick trip to the post office after breakfast. When I put Stanton down for a nap, I decided to take a shower while Lincoln was watching cartoons. Well, I forgot to lock the baby gate to the kitchen.

That Tupperware box on the counter? It had 3 cookies in it when I got in the shower. Thankfully he was still holding two cookies, and had only bitten into one of them. The other was returned to the box.

Fast forward half an hour. Stanton was awake and ready for a snack. I strapped him into the high chair and was getting his food out of the fridge when I heard the baby gate to my bedroom rattle. I locked the fridge back and headed down the hall, but the damage was done before I got there. Walking into my bedroom I heard, “I feed kitty kitty.” Oh no.  This is what I found when I got to my bathroom. Imagine The Boy standing where those two little boot prints are. 🙂

He did feed the kitty though!

I ushered him out of my room, shut the door, and I took him with me to the kitchen to get the broom. While I was digging under the sink for my hand broom, he climbed back up on the blue box from the first picture, grabbed a salt shaker off the stove, pushed the stopper into it and proceeded to pour salt all over the stove and floor!

My Facebook status for the day:  “Day 10: I’m thankful God created me with a sense of humor. He knew I would need it!”

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