This unusually warm winter has kept a pressing issue at the forefronts of our minds and the top of the to-do list: the upstairs air conditioner. In the late summer, it went kaput, and even through the stuffy early autumn we had to struggle to put sweaty babies to bed with stale air stagnant between their walls.
It was finally time to do something about it. Quite frankly, we have already replaced almost everything that could be replaced on the darned thing, but the big, heavy, hard-to-reach part actually inside- up in the attic- was what was left, and that's what was marked to go. The guys who came to do the swap were hard at work from about 9:30am to almost 5pm, but when they drove away, everything was fixed. Hallelujah!
The challenge for me throughout the day was to keep the babies both contained and entertained without the playroom (the center of the repair work), the use of anything in their rooms (including their beds, buh), or any baby gates. These restrictions led to some out-of-the-box thinking, which led to some in-the-box playtime... and Henny's first taste of sand!
The 45 minutes spent digging, squishing, and tasting- bleh- resulted in another 30 minutes in the bathtub for both kiddos, but that was fine for this Mama; thank you sand box and bathtub for keeping my babies entertained and contained! I'm sure we'll have to repeat this adventure many more times in the future, even if the playroom and baby gates can once again be used. Welcome to the sandbox, Henny!