Public Service Announcement: Pizza boxes will catch fire…….
Especially if you open the top of the box so that it is over a lit candle. Mothering fail! I think I am supposed to be the one to put out fires in the house – not start them!!
I love candles, but don’t often light them around the house, because of fear of the kids hitting them accidentally and starting a fire. Long story as to why the candle was lit in the first place:
I walked in the house from work around 7:30 after picking up the kids. I had a stressful day at work – 2 presentations at different sites. One was 2 and 1/2 hours and the other 2 hours. Needless to say – I was BEAT!
So as I walk in the house, all I want to do is sit down and rest for a few minutes before starting dinner, laundry, chores….. However, the first thing I smell as I enter the house is Horrible! Poop. Yes Jack, our dog, had pooped in the house. I immediately drop all my bags and armful of things I am carrying and start the clean up. That’s when I lit the candle to get rid of the putrid smell invading every space of the house.
Finally, I get all that done and Kate wants to get a bath. I usually don’t do bath time until after dinner, but I go with it because it will give me a chance to sit down for a few minutes beside the tub while she plays. While in the tub, and while I lay on the floor beside the tub, Kate somehow reaches a full box of Q-tips and dumps them in the tub. That was fun to clean up! Maybe 200 of them. Do you know how fast Q-tips absorb water and “blow up?” I do.
I eventually get her out of the tub and start to think about dinner. My husband calls and luckily offers to bring home dinner. As we start dinner, I am texting 3 different coworkers to try to troubleshoot an issue that came up during the day. I am not fully engaged in any of the activities I am doing – trying to eat with the family, text 3 coworkers, feed the dog……
In my distracted state, I open the pizza box, grab a piece and sit down at the table with the fam. I am about to start eating when one of the kids calmly says, “Mama, the pizza box is on fire.” Funny thing is, I don’t even rush. Its not actually flaming. Just a small fire and smoking a lot. I grabbed the box and walked outside to the deck, put the box on the floor and stomped out the fire. Again, no rush. I don’t know if I was just that calm, or just that tired.
To say my mind was a bit frazzled is a GIANT understatement. Maybe from now on I should try to do one, maybe two things at a time – not 14!! So today, I am my own least favorite. Get it together! You are the adult here!! Put OUT fires. Don’t start them!!!
Avery +1/-2, Brooke +4/0, Kate +8/-2, Me +1/-4, My Husband +2/0, New house +1/-1, Jack +0/-1