Pyrotechnics

Last night Brayden threw up in the middle of the night all over himself and his bed, pillow, etc. I love Lysol and washing machines. This morning he had a bath and threw up all over in the water so I drained it and we started over. I've spent the day giving him small amounts of Pedialite every 10 minutes. He loves the stuff, but have you ever tasted it? That stuff is NASTY! I bought one bottle of unflavored and two orange flavored. We started with the unflavored. Maybe the orange will be better.

At lunch I made him chicken noodle soup but only after I ruined the first batch. "How do you ruin canned chicken noodle soup?" you ask. Well I'll tell you. First you start preparing lunch in full realization that you need to go the bathroom. You throw the pan on the stove and turn on the wrong burner while you run down the hall to the bathroom. I was in the bathroom for probably no more that a minute and was rushing to wash my hands and get back to the stove when I hear Brayden say, "Uh, uh." (Uh, ow) He is starting at the stove where a roll of paper towels is sitting happily melting my burner handles (which are mounted on the back of the oven) and sending nice blacky-gray pieces of burning paper towel sailing into the air and all over my house. I panic and turn around in a circle three times. Yah that helped! Then I grab a bowl from the sink and and fill it with water. I managed to turn off the burner by stupidly knocking the flaming roll over with my hand and then I started pouring water all over the fire. Luckily it worked and I put the fire out without the entire fire department. I don't remember the roll of paper towels being there before I left for the Lou but they didn't just appear out of thin air did they? I don't remember turning on the wrong burner but it was the only one on when I got back and there was a brightly lit roll of gleaming paper towels right on top of it. Our poor defenseless soup was defiled by raining ash and bits of paper towel that so rudely invited themselves in to it's Mmmm Mmmm goodness. We tried again a second time and Brayden did get his lunch. Most of my days are filled with a variety of tasks but today was extra special. I got to be a nurse and a firefighter all in the same day.