Crazy Morning

The moment I got in the door at work, Ben called and said "We have emergencies at home" -- never something a preemie mom wants to hear. Next, he said Truman was OK and proceeded to inform that this is how his morning went once I left the house:

Truman got into the spice drawer, pulled out the pepper grinder and dropped it on the floor, sending glass shards and peppercorns everywhere. About that time, Ben heard weird noises coming from the second floor, so he took Truman upstairs and put him in his crib while he investigated. He discovered from a window that water was pouring over the roof over our porch, but it wasn't raining. Then, he realized that our hot water heater (which is on the second floor) had burst and water was pouring out over the roof and through the wall into our formal living room below. About the time he discovered this, he heard a big thud, silence, and then intense screaming from Truman because he managed (for the first time) to propel himself over the side of crib. He's fine. Ben said he was over it in seconds and doesn't even look like he'll have a bruise or a bump from his adventure.

I called the home warranty company to get a repairman out, and Ben turned off water line to the hot water heater, so the emergency is under control, but wow, what a start to their morning.