Ike and I ended up at Aunt Connie and Uncle Pete's house for a few days this week. Here's how it happened. Ricci had gone to a conference for school last week and my Aunt Connie came up to help me out while he was gone. Her second night in town, I went into the bedroom at about 10pm to find water leaking through a bulging spot in the ceiling. Turns out the ice maker on the fridge in the apartment upstairs was leaking (a problem Connie diagnosed before the plumber even arrived). We ended up heading home with her while the ceiling was "fixed" (which entailed the landlord's son-in-law screwing a metal plate over the hole, but at least the leak came through the ceiling before mold started to grow).
During his first experience as a house guest, Isaac enjoyed eating every hour on the hour two of the three nights we stayed, hanging out with Pete and Connie in the early mornings so mom could get a couple hours of sleep, and making their dog Callie as jealous as possible. And still, Pete and Connie say we're welcome back whenever. They completely rock.
