An Occasion to be Grateful that Parenting is not a Licensed Endeavor
Dumb, dumb mom: boiling water for macky*, washing dishes in a frenzy, trying to get too much done in too little time. I put a clean dish in an apparently precarious position on the stove and turned back to my manic dish-washing. 5 seconds later, the precarious dish came sliding off of the stove and hit the pot of boiling water on the way down, which went flying across the kitchen. Boiling water averted Child #2 and Child #3, tucked in the computer corner. Boiling water averted Child #4 and Child #5, both of whom who had skittered past the stove moments earlier. Boiling water also averted Child #1, who was on a bike ride.
Boiling water scalded the wood floor, making a pretty pattern that will be around for a long time and remind me to never, ever do something so careless again.
I shudder to think of what could have happened.
Sometimes I can’t believe they issue licenses for driving a car and permits for building, but they’ll let any ole yahoo raise a human being.
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