Operation sterilization was going well, until I decided to try washing my comforter.
I have a super-size washer. I wash the girls comforters all the time. What's the worst that could happen?
My daughter walking on water, that's what!
Apparently the load was just a bit much for old 'Sir Washalot' to handle. The rinse cycle had overflowed and water was running from the laundry room, across the hall, and out the back door!
|Flowing out the back door...|
|And filling the boot tray!|
Shelby handled the mop and Maddie wrung out the towels (in her own way) and laid them on the back porch to dry.
The up side? That's probably the cleanest my floor has ever been!