THIS is new.

My oldest just yelled "Dad, help!"

I went upstairs, and he said: "I just stepped in an enormous puddle of glue."

And so he did. An large, full bottle of Elmer's glue somehow emptied itself under Maggie's desk. And Maggie is asleep.

Cleanup time.

Bleah.

Love to all.

p.s. Maggie and I made up. Phew