exploding peanut butter jar!
Oh yes...
Good Morning. The sweet kids awoke at 6 a.m. for they had a mission planned. The door to Dash's room was shut when I entered the hall...giggles and glee were to music of the morning. So Happy! These two siblings were calling Bat Man on Doves play phone, they also called several others to play jokes on them.
Hey..."it was not the real phone".
Although Daddy man and I played along and pretended they were in big trouble for it. Laughter and glee.
I left them outdoors (that sounds funny they were playing outside) in the cool morning air and as they played I took a fast shower. ...
I was getting dressed when I heard ...
MOM!...you know the high pitched one, with the alarmed questioning tone inflected at the end..."Mommmmmmmmmmm''
I sped to the kitchen.
Dove standing in front of the micro wave,with a frightened expression... said...
"it exploded!".
"What exploded?" I asked as I grabbed a frighted kid into an embrace, and took in my first wafts of plastic .
She pointed at the microwave...."The peanut butter"...
"what? " asked I, to open the door, and find a smoking jar of peanut butter with the lid attached, and fumes evading our space.
It was time to hug her, and explain about pressure.
You know the kind that explodes.
Oh! thank the merciful heavens, that the jar was very low and the contents kept in, and did not paint the interior of the microwave.
The jar was thrown out to rid the room of the plastic butter...
Hey..."it was not the real phone".
Although Daddy man and I played along and pretended they were in big trouble for it. Laughter and glee.
I left them outdoors (that sounds funny they were playing outside) in the cool morning air and as they played I took a fast shower. ...
I was getting dressed when I heard ...
MOM!...you know the high pitched one, with the alarmed questioning tone inflected at the end..."Mommmmmmmmmmm''
I sped to the kitchen.
Dove standing in front of the micro wave,with a frightened expression... said...
"it exploded!".
"What exploded?" I asked as I grabbed a frighted kid into an embrace, and took in my first wafts of plastic .
She pointed at the microwave...."The peanut butter"...
"what? " asked I, to open the door, and find a smoking jar of peanut butter with the lid attached, and fumes evading our space.
It was time to hug her, and explain about pressure.
You know the kind that explodes.
Oh! thank the merciful heavens, that the jar was very low and the contents kept in, and did not paint the interior of the microwave.
The jar was thrown out to rid the room of the plastic butter...
We had a delightful start to our morning .
Those two played with abandon, and had the most delightful time with each other.
They sang "put the lion in the coconut" over and over as they pretended to jump off high things
( I stopped them from actually doing that . I told them that I did not want to have to really "call the doctor").
Off to the buss stop. Happy kids. I am blessed.
Those two played with abandon, and had the most delightful time with each other.
They sang "put the lion in the coconut" over and over as they pretended to jump off high things
( I stopped them from actually doing that . I told them that I did not want to have to really "call the doctor").
Off to the buss stop. Happy kids. I am blessed.
The Lab is now howling like a lost pup. I never heard him do that . It was awesome! He looked like a wolf. He was low and long of tone with his neck out stretched. I went out and gave him a love.
I am feeling a fair bit better this morning I slept from 6:30 through the night. Tender and a little weak yet but better.
Look what I grew.
The kids and Daddy man hiked Saturday while I slept.
2 comments:
I have been praying for your tummy!
Praising God that Dove was not injured by the exploding peanut butter. God is faithful
Woo Hoo, what excitement.
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