The first flood

 The first day we noticed water on the floor was April 13th.  Kerry had been asked to go help "babysit" the town pumphouse. (kinda sounds like a bar!) There was fear that the river was going to swell so bad, it would fill the pump house and/or take it right down.  Volunteers worked all day to sand bag around it, and then they asked for volunteers to take night shifts in case the water rose more in the night.  Just as he was leaving for his shift, I stepped in a puddle of water by the fireplace.  We thought maybe it was just how the snow was melting between us and the neighbours, so I went out and shovelled as much as I could away from the house.  What a waste of energy!
By morning the water was under the couch and spreading towards the fireplace.  This picture below is when we had to bust a hole in the floor in order to get a sump pump in.



Here you can see where the water level was.

Kerry and I both missed work this day and Drew stayed home from school to help.  We worked ALL day to get this thing installed and I vacuumed up water, non-stop, all day. 

It took a few days - but by that weekend, the water was now in Drew's room, coming in faster than the sump pump could ever keep up.

This is in the laundry room - you can see what it was doing to the cement already!

Fuzzy white lime stuff EVERYWHERE!  They say it isn't harmful but man did it track through the house when you walked on it!

Some of the damage in Drew's room.

It was just coming in everywhere - not your basic "seepage".

In the end, our whole basement looked like this and the cement just started to crumble more and more.