The day after the washing machine fiasco, my brother's wife and my (almost) 2 yr. old nephew came for a visit. I have to say that she was a saint. The house was a mess from the packing, moving things to higher places in the house, partial unpacking and the small flood.
Not only that, but that morning I made a gallon of strawberry peach smoothies. And then promptly dropped half a gallon on my foot. They shot up and everywhere... the ceiling, the fridge, the walls, the stove, the oven, the drawers, the floor. I wiped up the majority of it before I ran out the door, took a shower again (it was all over me), and finished cleaning most of it up the next day while Mandy was able to meet some friends here locally. The ceiling I did in bits and pieces - a little while she was here but most of it right after she left.
We had a great time with Noah. I have some fun pictures to share as soon as I can figure out how to plug back in all the computer gizmos I had to unplug before we left for the hurricane (router, vtech, printer, etc) to make it all work right.