I swear, sometimes I feel like I'm living in a swiffer commercial. 
Put the pups out this morning, picked up around the house, and called for them. Nope, they had followed DH across camp. I swept and mopped, and started taking trash/boxes out to the van (we opened presents last night). Big holler for pups every time I go out. No pups, no worries. Then all of a sudden the wind blows the door open and pups come tumbling in soaked in muddy water. And they run a few laps through the house before I get them put away. The floor was so wet that DS put his rain boots on.
My floor is now clean enough to eat from.

Put the pups out this morning, picked up around the house, and called for them. Nope, they had followed DH across camp. I swept and mopped, and started taking trash/boxes out to the van (we opened presents last night). Big holler for pups every time I go out. No pups, no worries. Then all of a sudden the wind blows the door open and pups come tumbling in soaked in muddy water. And they run a few laps through the house before I get them put away. The floor was so wet that DS put his rain boots on.

My floor is now clean enough to eat from.