The worst part of parenting is the emergencies. If you don't have kids yet, just know that with children come emergencies. Yesterday we had one.
I was busy with the twins. They had decided that nap time just wasn't happening, and we were in the bathroom for something like the 5oth time that day. We sat and sat, and Micah came and asked if he could have a taquito for a snack. I made the mistake of saying, "yes, in a minute." Apparently, that was taken literally. It took the girls and I well over a minute in the bathroom.
Micah knows how to work the microwave. Micah knows how to program the thing to do things that I don't know how. He doesn't, however, know how long it takes to warm a single taquito. In the middle of the screaming fit from a very tired toddler, I didn't hear the buttons being pressed to start the microwave for 2 minutes...the time that it takes for my microwave to cook a bag of popcorn, something that Micah does for himself all the time.
Did you know that if you cook a single cheap frozen taquito on a paper plate for 2 minutes, it will catch on fire? I know that now!
I came into the kitchen to a small fire and Micah trying to blow it out like a candle. I quickly smothered it with a towel, not knowing exactly what was burning. I should have known, but I really didn't think about it. The fire wasn't that big, but it sure did smoke up my house. My microwave doesn't work anymore, but that was the extent of the damage. It didn't even completely ruin my towel (it was a bath towel, laying on the ground because I had grabbed it to clean up a water spill from a twin incident earlier that day).
So, now my house smells bad. I mean it really stinks. I am trying everything, but it just isn't going away. Hopefully my mom will have some success over the weekend airing it out while the rest of us are away. I feel bad for her, since this was supposed to be a relaxing weekend for her, but if airing out the house is the worst work that she has to do, she probably isn't doing too bad.
So that was my minor emergency. There have been worse emergencies in parenting, but that was this week's. That means that there shouldn't be any more, right?
3 comments:
Yeah, hopefully that means you are in the clear. Where are you going this weekend?
I unfortunatly am the fire starter in my house. Well Joe has started a couple. . .
When you look back on this I hope you are able to see the humor. Are there curtains in your kitchen? If, so you might want to run them through the wash.
knock on wood...
I don't know if Micah was completely responsible. Just one taquito for two minutes (especially if it was frozen) does not sound plausible as a fire starter. I think maybe it had to do with the microwave itself. Something else happened that set off the blaze. Thankfully, a small fire and a stinky house are the worse things you have to deal with.
Have fun this weekend wherever you are headed and good luck with finding a new microwave!
Honestly, we have had issues with this microwave from the moment it came home. I keep teasing mom because we have gone through 5 microwaves since she has lived with us, but the one that we had before she moved in had worked since Tony and I got married. I think that my mother kills them.
Still, the 2 minutes is a total guess, since I wasn't there when he started the microwave. It just seems plausible because usually puts everything in for that amount of time.
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