Sam (almost 4) decided to reheat a piece of pizza this morning. I was at the other end of the house, helping Vicki pick out clothes. When I got back to the kitchen, it was full of smoke and the smell of burnt plastic!
Apparently, Sam heard me tell Eli to put his in the mic for “15 seconds: one-five-start”. So Sam put his slice on a plastic plate and pushed, “a 5 and a 1,” the problem being that our ones digit doesn’t show, so in order for him to have seen a 5 and a 1, the clock actually had to read “5:1X”. The pizza turned to charcoal, the plate is ruined, and the hard-boiled egg yolk that was on there is gone – vanished – disintegrated?
It’s been almost 2 hours since I used the back door as a fan to work the smoke out, and the whole place STILL stinks of burnt pizza and melted plastic!
Have your kids ever come close to burning the house down?