Poor Zac. Last Saturday he was on a 24 hour shift, he got home Sunday morning and we went straight to church in our car (remember....no air conditioner.) We had a pot luck after church and then on the way home it was SO hot that Brady was squirming and whining in the back seat, his face bright red...I think he thought that we were purposely torturing him. We pulled into our driveway at about 3:30 pm and there was water coming up out of the ground. TO make a long story short, Zac worked on it until about night time, digging and laying in the mud, trying to repair the pipe. Well, it didn't get fixed and he had a double shift on Monday (meaning he left at 7 am Monday morning and he didn't get to come home until Wednesday at 8 am.) I filled up a couple of buckets and did fine for one day, but then the next day I stayed with his parents. It's very hard not having running water...funny how we take water for granted when it's such a HUGE part of our lives.