…he fell through the ceiling from the attic last night!

He didn’t fall all the way down, but his entire leg came right on through.

Ahhhhhhhh….we are laughing at it now, thankfully he didn’t get hurt…probably bruised his ego more than anything.

So on top of having our downstairs flooring halfway installed and everything in disarray (except for the kitchen…ahhh, lovin’ the kitchen) he has to finish repairing the massive hole in the ceiling!!!

It was scary at first though, I screamed when it happened. But what scared me is it was literally right over where Squishy was sitting on the floor. All the insulation came raining down on her and one of Daddy’s tools (a heavy metal one) fell down and missed her by about 6 inches. I didn’t even know he was in that part of the attic.

Anyway, he was so funny. He didn’t say much at all and just got right to work on the hole. He had the drywall patched up and the first layer of joint compound up within about half hour! I just let him be, I figured he kind of emotionally needed to do that right then even though it was late. LOL