I was upstairs putting JD down for a nap. I was gone for about five minutes. When I returned the kitchen smelled toxic. I couldn't figure out what it was. I called Jacob. I said, it smelled like something plastic was burning in the dishwasher.
Actually, something plastic was burning and bubbling in the microwave.
I asked both the boys if they'd messed with the microwave and Freddie immediately hid. Sammy looked confused. Didn't take me long to figure it out.
What I think happened is Freddie put the kitchen scissors in the microwave and pushed the 30 second quick cook button. I don't know if he watched it or not. But I sure am glad that it was only 30 seconds because it torched the microwave and surrounding wooden cabinet, and because who knows what would have happened had those metal scissors cooked longer. Overcooking the scissors would have been much worse, I'm sure.
I talked with Freddie about what happened, and what could have happened, and then gave him a very long time out without his DT (blanket). I hope he understood the severity of the situation and how he'd made a very bad and very dangerous choice that morning. But I mean, really, who is ready to parent this kind of stuff?! Or freakin' three-year-old boys in general? Icarumba.
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Oh goodness-well thank goodness a fire didn't start! You are going to be busy Momma for the next 20+ years!
AH! So scary.When I hear stories like this I think, surely no kid would ever think to do that?! Clearly..they do. So glad everyone is A-OK!
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