Long post, but maybe someone needs to hear this π€·πΎ♀️... First, I’m not a cook, at all! Got off work, picked up the kiddos and was trying to be proactive about dinner so I went to the grocery store and grabbed a couple items and got home early; all by 5:15 p.m. #TeamWinningππΎ... I know my kids... they boycott my cooking so I got them pizzas... the kind that you just pop in the oven.
My 4-year-old was crying bloody murder because he wanted a McChicken sandwich from McDonald’s. I’m like, I’ve got french fries that I can either fry or bake and boom! Dinner (ignores pathetic whimper of preschooler because I’m skilled at that)! I also had a few drumsticks in the fridge thawed out for whatever occasion, so I attempted to fry those. Real quick dinner solution, nothing too strenuous and a bit mix-matched, but who’s judging? I’m giving my kids what they like (no need to feel bad about not forcing veggies down their throats everyday... sometimes you just don’t feel like losing that battle).
In the midst of me preheating my oven, smoke is everywhere and the smoke detector goes off. I open the oven and move my makeshift oven rack (because I didn’t have any racks in this old oven and according to Google, I could just use a pan at the bottomπ).
My ENTIRE OVEN CATCHES ON FIRE! Legit π₯π₯π₯!!! Flames are everywhere!!!
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I’m jumping, yelling that I don’t know what to do, then I remember that I’M THE ADULT and required, by default, to be the responsible one π₯Ά!!!
My ENTIRE OVEN CATCHES ON FIRE! Legit π₯π₯π₯!!! Flames are everywhere!!!
I’m jumping, yelling that I don’t know what to do, then I remember that I’M THE ADULT and required, by default, to be the responsible one π₯Ά!!!
I tell my 12-year-old daughter to call 911 and it dawns on me that I have a fire extinguisher (my landlord JUST pointed it out a couple weeks ago...ππΎ... I literally never saw it before, and it was in a very visible placeπ€¦πΎ♀️... don’t ask me how I missed it FOR MONTHS , but thank God it was pointed out to me when it was)! I grab it................. and out of all things I’m WONDERFULLY proficient at, I don’t know how to work the dang thang π΅!!!
I’m jumping up and down, yelling to the kids to call 911, get on their coats and run out of the house to safety... My daughter is yelling, “Mom, pull the tab”, and I’m pissed because I should know how to do this and pissed thinking how I didn’t friggin' get renters insurance when I thought about it a couple months agoπ€¬! My mommy brain does eventually kick in; I keep fidgeting with the fire extinguisher (btw, the nerd in me actually tried to read the directions through the smoke like, “Excuse me flames, can you give me a quick moment while I learn what-to-do and not spread any further?” Luckily, I actually remembered to reach for the knobs as both the oven was still on and the chicken was frying on the stove top.
Long story short, we’re safe, literally because my daughter knew what to do, in theory, and remained calm enough to coach me thru it... while consoling her flailing and scared-out-of-his-witts brotherπ³π±! Thank heavens for my daughter paying attention (to something... anything... because usually her middle school brain is checked out... btw, she def didn’t learn that fire safety tip from me! But she def saved us #MVPπ₯ #ShesGOATED).
I say all that to say this: We need to make sure we’re prepared and preparing our family, at all times, for the unexpected! #LIFEISREAL I thank God it didn’t end a different way because I was 1,000% ready to flee the scene and wait for the fire truck which would have undoubtedly resulted in the theme song, “Burn Baby Burn”!!! As moms, we need to be vigilant and teach our children how to be safe and have a plan in place, should something arise. #LessonLearnedTodayπ And after all that, I’m really glad my kids didn’t mind eating cereal for dinner because the chicken was still bloody and the pizza and fries were still frozen πππΎ!
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