Two men and a baby...

...or, two and a half men.

Either title is appropriate for what went down at our house last night.

While I was out with some girls celebrating a friend's birthday, Amar and the birthday girl's husband volunteered to babysit another friend's baby. The reports we (the girls) were hearing at the restaurant were that things were fine, and while that was definitely true, it wasn't completely the whole story.

And now for the rest of the story....

After dinner was over, Danielle, whose baby the guys were watching, drove me home from the restaurant to pick up her child. When we showed up, things were great. Baby was happy to see mommy. The boys were happy to be child-free. Everyone was still alive and breathing.

...and then Amar said something like, "Well, we had a bit of an incident." I immediately thought that they were referring to a diaper-related incident. But then he pointed to the room we'll use for our baby and asked me not go to in.

Quick background: we recently had a new AC installed, along with some insulation in the attic. While that was happening, the workers managed to lean the wrong way on something in the attic and it wound up creating a small crack in the ceiling over the baby's crib. No major damage, and they were scheduled to come this morning to clean it up. In preparation for them to clean/repair it, I had moved all of the furniture in the baby's room to the other side. However, since the boys were babysitting last night, I moved it all back in case they needed to use the room.

Back to last night:

When Amar told me not to go in the baby's room, I glanced over at the door and immediately knew why: I could see insulation covering the floor in that area of the house.

I couldn't stop myself - I had to see what happened. So I slowly walked over to the door and nudged it open.

This, my friends, would not be on the list of things you want to have happen less than 10 days before your baby is due (especially if you've cleaned everything, washed everything):

The overall atmosphere in our newly-remodeled nursery. We're going for a factory-chic look here:

Detailed view of the hole in the ceiling, from whence came showers of insulation and drywall:

Another view of the wreckage:

You'll notice that the crib became a virtual bucket for insulation! Yay!!

Zoey was disturbed by the entire incident and spent some time deep in thought...

Note: no one was harmed. Praise GOD that the guys decided not to use that room last night.