Smell that?

It had been a long day. It was only 6:00, but I was done in. I had babysat 2 extra kids and attempted to homeschool as usual and I was exhausted. I fixed the kids supper and then snuck off to soak in the tub, something I don't get to do very often, but felt was necessary this evening. Distraction after distraction ensued, and it took a while for me to actually make it to said tub. As I finally slipped down into the soothingly hot bath, I heard "Mama! Come quick! MAMA! COME HERE!!!! There's a FIRE!"

I ran into the kitchen to see a nice sized flame in the microwave. I quickly smothered it with my towel. Whew! Crisis over. I exhaled and looked around. I was standing in the kitchen BUCK NAKED. The kitchen opens to the dining room. The dining room's french doors open up to 3 different neighbors' highly visible backyards. I covered myself with my smoldering towel and slunk off back to my bath.

Joel wanted to soften up some cream cheese to spread on his tortilla. He didn't think about the foil wrapper being metal. And I have STILL not had that fire safety lesson I keep intending to do with them.

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