Man can we fit a whole lot of chaos in 10 minutes. Last night while putting the monkeys to bed all hell broke loose in our kitchen. Joe was making dinner (spicy sausage with penne, sauteed veggies, mmmmm) and the sausage was on the stove doing whatever he does with it before he throws it in with the noodles. Yes kids, JOE was cooking dinner....this is NOT me
Anyways....I was sitting in the rocker with Mallory and the smoke alarm starts going off. I knew Joe would go running to take care of it and I was not too concerned because it tends to go off if there is even a little bit of smoke in the kitchen. Meanwhile, dogs are freaking out, and Mallory is saying "that's too scawy mommy" I hear Joe in the kitchen going WHOA. Again, not panicking because had there been an actual fire in the kitchen he would have reacted in a total different way....he has a tendency to freak out if he senses any sort of danger...not that a kitchen fire would not be a reason to freak out.....but...I digress. After the alarm stops and I get M down in her crib I go downstairs smoke is everywhere. Apparently the sausage had run out of water and was burning in the skillet...problem solved....he had opened some windows and cracked the front door just a liiiiiiite bit. Wait a minute? Where is Stitch? You know....the liiiiiiiiitle yorkie who lives here? Yeah, um. He was gone...and in my mind I see THIS.
okay, okay....so I'm kidding sort of I really do love that
pain in the ass and was so upset to think of 4 pounds of puppy out there in -stupid degree weather. Joe and I run outside calling him and whistling for him and after only about 30 seconds he comes running from the side of the neighbors house, flies past us both, onto the porch and into the house. Whew. Seriously...that would have SUCKED to try and explain to the kids.
Literally....this all took place in about 10 minutes. I went inside and got myself a glass of water
and sat down to eat my burned dinner.
On an unrelated note....my new blog friend Becky gave me an award, and I'm keeping it instead of passing it on. That's how I roll!