You Don't Know What You've Got Tile It's Gone

Sometimes I think that boys just like to make the biggest mess possible with the biggest tools they can get their hands on. Yesterday I *thought* the plan was to finish the baseboards in the living room, but I guess the message didn't make it to Sean on time. I got home from work to find our entry way tiles all chipped up with a giant tile scraper he went out and rented for a few hours. This is the tame version of what I arrived home to and was taken after all the tile cuttings and splinters were mostly cleared away (I hope the garbage man actually take them because they are already sitting at the end of the driveway in a garbage bin and I will not be moving those in the garage if he doesn't!):


I guess this is all in the name of progress, but I will definitely be bumping up our deadline to finish all the floors now that I am forced to walk on a dirty, grouty subfloor everytime I want to go up or down the stairs...