Fire!

Today was President's Day, and the new company has that as a day off. So I took the opportunity to sleep in. Since it was a Monday, my wife was able to sleep in also. At about 8:00 AM, the kids came into the room to ask what we wanted to eat. Both of us wanted to sleep, so we said nothing. The kids still wanted to eat, so my wife peeled an orange for my daughter, and went back to bed.

About 30 minutes later, I was awoken by my daughter yelling "Mommy! Daddy! The house is on fire!" I leapt out of bed, and ran toward the kitchen, yelling "Where?!" I pushed past my son, as he was right behind my daughter. He told me it was in the kitchen, basically at about the same time I got there. Looking around, I didn't see anything. I figured that it was in the toaster oven, hidden on the other side of the fridge. I looked, and there was a piece of toast on fire in it.

I used a towel to smother the fire, but decided to take the whole toaster oven outside, because the smoke detectors can be very sensitive.

My son was very upset by the fire, vowing to never make toast again. Since he has never been instructed on the use of the toaster oven, I can't blame him. I had to tell him that I have done the same thing many times (Forgotten a boiling egg on the stove, grease fire, etc. ).

Since it was really a non-issue, I couldn't help but laugh after it was over. Sometimes I guess that is just a result of too much adrenaline in your system.