i had another fire accident. would you like to hear about it? well, read on my dear friend...
yesterday was a FULL day! we had one thing after another after another and then packed with several on top of each other to end it off.
jones' last t-ball game was from 5:30ish to 7:30ish. wolfie had martial arts at 7 to 8. middle school mayhem (a big end-of-the-year party) was also yesterday from after school until 5:30.m i also had to make and serve dinner somewhere in there... before the sports because there's NO WAY these kids of mine could wait 'till after 8 to eat! plus, 8:00 is bed time. it was a school night.
so, here's how i had it planned. i would make dinner and have it ready by 5. serve it to the littles at 5, jump in the car at 5:20 with a plate of dinner for wolfie. we'd fly to drop off wolfie (early) and make it to jones' warm up for his game. aren't i good?! see... i'm getting the hang of it!!!
anyway, i turned on the oven to 425 to preheat while i whipped up the meal (mexican lasagna). i had the skillet on top of the stove top, which isn't normal, but it was a clear work space, so i used it. as i was whipping, i noticed the smoke coming from the oven, and i cursed at myself for not cleaning up that mess in there... AGAIN! it's been smoking gross smelling aroma for the past two months it seems!!! i kept working and it kept getting more extreme. so i glanced down at the window and saw some flames...
oh crap! so i opend it to see how bad they were... or something. i'm not sure why i opened the door. to see if they were real??? and they got higher. so i shut it. and i told the kids there was a fire in the kitchen.
binkins went around and opened all the windows/doors and rallied the little ones.
i opened up the other doors and windows.
jones continued to fight with his shoe. he was trying to get his cleats on.
i tried to decide what i should do. if i open the door again, the flames will be fed more oxygen. if i don't take care of it, it might just ruin the oven. what other options do i have???
so i flipped on the fan for the _____ (loss of word) option and then opened the door. woops. lots of smoke. bigger flames now. i turned around to see what the kids were doing in binkins "rally the little ones" emergency evacuation. binkins, boo, and starboy were all gathered together in the middle of the living room with their fingers in their ears. totally ready for what they knew was next. (yes, it's embarrassing that they know what's to come -fire alarm- when mom starts a fire!)
i told binkins to take them all outside instead.
jones continued to fight with his cleats.
the smoke started to get really bad. it was getting heavy in the kitchen. that's when i noticed my sweet sleeping babe in her bouncer on the counter. so, i picked her up and placed the bouncer outside too and told binkins that she was gonna have to watch her for a bit. no opposition there!!!
then i rushed back inside. i knew i could figure out what to do. even though every decision thus far was stupid... i'm not stupid!
so i got the fire extinguisher. and i blew out the fire with it.
and then jones came up to me with his shoe and asked me to untie the knot. it was just too tight for him.
and we all lived happily ever after. except wolfie didn't go to martial arts. and nobody attended jones' game except for buttercup and me. and then the aftermath of the game... well, that'll have to wait for another post!
Try to remember, "I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me."
yesterday was a FULL day! we had one thing after another after another and then packed with several on top of each other to end it off.
jones' last t-ball game was from 5:30ish to 7:30ish. wolfie had martial arts at 7 to 8. middle school mayhem (a big end-of-the-year party) was also yesterday from after school until 5:30.m i also had to make and serve dinner somewhere in there... before the sports because there's NO WAY these kids of mine could wait 'till after 8 to eat! plus, 8:00 is bed time. it was a school night.
so, here's how i had it planned. i would make dinner and have it ready by 5. serve it to the littles at 5, jump in the car at 5:20 with a plate of dinner for wolfie. we'd fly to drop off wolfie (early) and make it to jones' warm up for his game. aren't i good?! see... i'm getting the hang of it!!!
anyway, i turned on the oven to 425 to preheat while i whipped up the meal (mexican lasagna). i had the skillet on top of the stove top, which isn't normal, but it was a clear work space, so i used it. as i was whipping, i noticed the smoke coming from the oven, and i cursed at myself for not cleaning up that mess in there... AGAIN! it's been smoking gross smelling aroma for the past two months it seems!!! i kept working and it kept getting more extreme. so i glanced down at the window and saw some flames...
oh crap! so i opend it to see how bad they were... or something. i'm not sure why i opened the door. to see if they were real??? and they got higher. so i shut it. and i told the kids there was a fire in the kitchen.
binkins went around and opened all the windows/doors and rallied the little ones.
i opened up the other doors and windows.
jones continued to fight with his shoe. he was trying to get his cleats on.
i tried to decide what i should do. if i open the door again, the flames will be fed more oxygen. if i don't take care of it, it might just ruin the oven. what other options do i have???
so i flipped on the fan for the _____ (loss of word) option and then opened the door. woops. lots of smoke. bigger flames now. i turned around to see what the kids were doing in binkins "rally the little ones" emergency evacuation. binkins, boo, and starboy were all gathered together in the middle of the living room with their fingers in their ears. totally ready for what they knew was next. (yes, it's embarrassing that they know what's to come -fire alarm- when mom starts a fire!)
i told binkins to take them all outside instead.
jones continued to fight with his cleats.
the smoke started to get really bad. it was getting heavy in the kitchen. that's when i noticed my sweet sleeping babe in her bouncer on the counter. so, i picked her up and placed the bouncer outside too and told binkins that she was gonna have to watch her for a bit. no opposition there!!!
then i rushed back inside. i knew i could figure out what to do. even though every decision thus far was stupid... i'm not stupid!
so i got the fire extinguisher. and i blew out the fire with it.
and then jones came up to me with his shoe and asked me to untie the knot. it was just too tight for him.
and we all lived happily ever after. except wolfie didn't go to martial arts. and nobody attended jones' game except for buttercup and me. and then the aftermath of the game... well, that'll have to wait for another post!
Try to remember, "I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me."
5 comments:
Holy mackinole! That's scary! What caused the fire anyway? Was there a bunch of grease on the bottom of the oven or what?
And that's how a real Mama rolls, she puts out the fire, helps with the cleats and then watches her kids game! I love that you shared this experience! You rock!
i forgot to mention how badly i was shaking when jones handed me the shoe... i REALLY had a hard time loosening that knot! i could hardly control my fingers to grab onto the lace...
and convection. that's the word i was missing.
baking soda. that will kill a small flame, but it sounds like you had a much BIGGER than small flame! Way to go mama, kill that fire, wootwoot!
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