I thought the problem was fixed and was just about to go back to my laundry, when out of the corner of my eye I saw it. A large amount of water rushing out from under Brett's dressers. "What the heck?!" I yelled, as I threw all the towels in my hand on top of the water, in hopes to stop it from touching any of Brett's belongings on the floor.
I knew I had to move the furniture to find the source of the problem, not an easy task for my protruding belly, though you would think a whale would feel quite at home at sea. When I moved the furniture, I discovered more water. It was a pool about an inch deep and 6ft long. It poured in from under the door of the "spider room". I stood there for a minute like a deer in the headlights. The dozen towels I had brought down were now completely soaked and weren't helping at all. I ran to the laundry room and pulled all the clean towels out of the dryer. I threw the towels down then went up to get a mop and bucket.
With the mop, I filled buckets. When the towels were once again soaked, I ran upstairs to get the rest of the towels we owned. As I waddled-ran past the kids in the living room, one of them asked, "What's going on?"
"There's a flood in the basement!" I yelled, trying not to pee my pants from the fast pace at which I was moving.
To my surprise, my kids all screamed, "YEAH!" as they made a beeline for the basement.
"Weird," I thought as I grabbed the towels, "they better not be playing in the water."
When I got to the basement stairs, I saw my boys standing there looking confused. "Where's the flood?" Jagger asked.
"What do you mean? It's all over the floor," I said as I pointed to the obvious pool of water in the basement.
"Ohhh," they all whined as they sadly made their way back upstairs.
As I continued to clean, I wondered what caused my kids odd behavior. Then it hit me.
Here, I'm asking you not to judge me. I allow all my older boys to play the video game Halo. Which is rated M. This also includes Jude, who just turned 5 last week. I know, bad parenting, but I allow this because my boys actually play together and have a good time. Anyway, the game is nothing more than killing aliens, and when there is a massive onslaught it's called a flood.
Lesson 129: you tell your kids there's a flood in the basement, and they think it's a plague of aliens that they need to take care of = white trash
So, the flood in the basement turned out to be a bummer for everyone.