Seriously

I came home from 4 days of being at girls camp, serving the Lord...

Kylee comes up from getting her clothes to take a shower...

and says this to me:

"mom I just stepped in a puddle of water on the floor right in front of my room."

I went down stairs to find that our water heater had broken, and water had been flooding the basement for 4 days with no one knowing.

We had to call the plumber to come over and replace the water heater, we don't know how much it will cost. We had to pull up all of the carpet that has only been down for 1 year. We had to rip out all of the pad, because there was standing water.

Where is the love?