Toast?
Several weeks ago I was sleepy. This whole first trimester making you want nothing but food and sleep really hinders my parenting. Miguel was home and he is always so responsible I tell the kids I am off to take a nap. They have the TV on and are happily playing in the house. It was raining so no outside play to negotiate. Juice boxes and other snacks are always accessible in the fridge.
I snuggle up and leave my door open I have amazing hearing for trouble.
About an hour later I wake up to the sound of Miguel opening the front door. I have strings of bells on our doors and based on tune can identify which door is being opened. I yell down "Who is opening the front door? Get back in this house!" Miguel replies "OK mom"
About 10 minutes later I am woken up again by the fire alarm in the kitchen going off. I leap out of bed and run downstairs to see what is happening to find no real trouble Miguel is sitting by the front door looking stressed and Finn naked as a jaybird standing on the stool in front of the toaster with a pile of burned toast next to him.
What happened?
I went to take my nap and for whatever reason Finn decided to make toast. Toast is not an often made food at our house so I have no idea what got the idea in his head but toast was what he wanted.
He headed into the kitchen got the loaf of bread and preceded to burn slice after slice. Eventually our "smart" kitchen fire alarm went off. It is a dual kitchen alarm so it just signals a warning for smoke and then does a real signal when it detects fire. The warning shot I assume is enough to get your attention but is not a consistent sound and only happens about every 5-10 minutes. After about the 20th slice of burned toast the alarm went off... 3 beeps
Miguel knew what to do, he got down on his hands and knees and crawled to the front door to evacuate when he was caught by his mother and told not to leave. The poor dear sat on the stairs struggling with the lessons on fire safety that I had taught him and what I was currently telling him to do.
It wasn't until the second wave of smoke hit the detector that it even woke me. Bells sure... fire alarm nah!
Now when I go nap I tell the kids specifically NO COOKING. This along with unplugging the toaster when not in use has made for much more restful naps.
I am currently awaiting my nomination for worst mom of the year.
I snuggle up and leave my door open I have amazing hearing for trouble.
About an hour later I wake up to the sound of Miguel opening the front door. I have strings of bells on our doors and based on tune can identify which door is being opened. I yell down "Who is opening the front door? Get back in this house!" Miguel replies "OK mom"
About 10 minutes later I am woken up again by the fire alarm in the kitchen going off. I leap out of bed and run downstairs to see what is happening to find no real trouble Miguel is sitting by the front door looking stressed and Finn naked as a jaybird standing on the stool in front of the toaster with a pile of burned toast next to him.
What happened?
I went to take my nap and for whatever reason Finn decided to make toast. Toast is not an often made food at our house so I have no idea what got the idea in his head but toast was what he wanted.
He headed into the kitchen got the loaf of bread and preceded to burn slice after slice. Eventually our "smart" kitchen fire alarm went off. It is a dual kitchen alarm so it just signals a warning for smoke and then does a real signal when it detects fire. The warning shot I assume is enough to get your attention but is not a consistent sound and only happens about every 5-10 minutes. After about the 20th slice of burned toast the alarm went off... 3 beeps
Miguel knew what to do, he got down on his hands and knees and crawled to the front door to evacuate when he was caught by his mother and told not to leave. The poor dear sat on the stairs struggling with the lessons on fire safety that I had taught him and what I was currently telling him to do.
It wasn't until the second wave of smoke hit the detector that it even woke me. Bells sure... fire alarm nah!
Now when I go nap I tell the kids specifically NO COOKING. This along with unplugging the toaster when not in use has made for much more restful naps.
I am currently awaiting my nomination for worst mom of the year.