Here's Brian, our fire fighting hero!I am on week two of my fabulous spring break!! I may not always love all of the 7th graders that I teach, but I do always love the schedule of a teacher. I will always be able to enjoy the things that every child cherished--summer time, spring breaks, and Christmas vacation! I had three main goals this break:
1. hang out with Bailey every day and be a mom
2. finally finish decorating Bailey's room
3. clean my house
There are days when I can barely stand my house because it's dirty--not scary/gross dirty, but just little cluttered stuff that I don't always have time to take care of while I work. I told Brian that I was going to clean two major things a day on my break, so by the end my house would be clean. On the first day I did great because Bailey was a super napper that day--3 1/2 hours (that's a world record for her). I cleaned the downstairs bathroom--every single inch--all baseboards, and kitchen. I also put all of Bailey's clothes away and packed up her ones that didn't fit her anymore. So last Monday, I was feeling off to a good start. Tuesday wasn't as successful cleaning, but I went running with Toni and ran lots of errands with Bailey. Tuesday night was when IT happened.
We (meaning Brian) cooking a delicious recipe that I found in a magazine: chicken tortilla pie. It called for roasted tomatillos in the oven. As I was sitting on the couch I noticed that the cookie sheet was tilted up toward the top of the oven. I asked Brian about it, but he said it was normal, so Toni and I continued watching tv. One minute later, I looked back at the oven only to see a rolling fire in the oven! These were real flames, not just a little spark, but big flames. So I told Brian and he jumped into action grabbing the fire extinguisher which we luckily had close by. Flames and smoke were now streaming out of the top of the oven and smoke was quickly filling the room. Brian had the fire extinguisher and opened the oven and totally went ghost busters! Let me explain the phrase: you remember in the movie when the guys were killing the giant marshmellow guy? Well, that's what Brian looked like! He had his neutron blaster/fire extinguisher in hand and a very intense look on his face. He continued to fire his weapon until it was entirely empty. At that point smoke and fire extinguisher dust rapidly spread throughout the room. We grabbed Bailey, high chair included, and ran out to the balcony. We all could not believe what had just happened--Brian had put out a real fire! Ty also joined us on the balcony after crawling army style up the stairs because he's a Eagle Scout and knew to drop below the smoke :) We then went downstairs outside for a while to try to sort this out. When we finally came back upstairs, the house was completely covered in this thick layer of chemical dust.
Now, I am very glad that our house didn't burn down, but this threw my cleaning plan out the window. I now had to clean my entire house to rid it of this dust. Wednesday we had the carpets and couches cleaned; Thursday we had the tile cleaned because I could not figure out how to get rid of the stuff. So by Thursday afternoon, Bailey was finally able to crawl around the house again. Every spare moment since the fire has been spent cleaning things that I haven't cleaned in a really long time--top of the fridge, plate hanging racks, inside light fixtures, all cupboards cleaned and dusted. My list could go on and on! I like to quiz Brian each day he comes home to see if he can notice the obscure items that I cleaned that day. My quizzing has come to an end because I think I've finished this floor of the house--yeah!!
I don't have any fun pictures of the event, but I do have a couple of suggestions:
1. do keep a fire extinguisher in your kitchen
2. keep a small one in your kitchen
3. use fire extinguishers sparingly
1. hang out with Bailey every day and be a mom
2. finally finish decorating Bailey's room
3. clean my house
There are days when I can barely stand my house because it's dirty--not scary/gross dirty, but just little cluttered stuff that I don't always have time to take care of while I work. I told Brian that I was going to clean two major things a day on my break, so by the end my house would be clean. On the first day I did great because Bailey was a super napper that day--3 1/2 hours (that's a world record for her). I cleaned the downstairs bathroom--every single inch--all baseboards, and kitchen. I also put all of Bailey's clothes away and packed up her ones that didn't fit her anymore. So last Monday, I was feeling off to a good start. Tuesday wasn't as successful cleaning, but I went running with Toni and ran lots of errands with Bailey. Tuesday night was when IT happened.
We (meaning Brian) cooking a delicious recipe that I found in a magazine: chicken tortilla pie. It called for roasted tomatillos in the oven. As I was sitting on the couch I noticed that the cookie sheet was tilted up toward the top of the oven. I asked Brian about it, but he said it was normal, so Toni and I continued watching tv. One minute later, I looked back at the oven only to see a rolling fire in the oven! These were real flames, not just a little spark, but big flames. So I told Brian and he jumped into action grabbing the fire extinguisher which we luckily had close by. Flames and smoke were now streaming out of the top of the oven and smoke was quickly filling the room. Brian had the fire extinguisher and opened the oven and totally went ghost busters! Let me explain the phrase: you remember in the movie when the guys were killing the giant marshmellow guy? Well, that's what Brian looked like! He had his neutron blaster/fire extinguisher in hand and a very intense look on his face. He continued to fire his weapon until it was entirely empty. At that point smoke and fire extinguisher dust rapidly spread throughout the room. We grabbed Bailey, high chair included, and ran out to the balcony. We all could not believe what had just happened--Brian had put out a real fire! Ty also joined us on the balcony after crawling army style up the stairs because he's a Eagle Scout and knew to drop below the smoke :) We then went downstairs outside for a while to try to sort this out. When we finally came back upstairs, the house was completely covered in this thick layer of chemical dust.
Now, I am very glad that our house didn't burn down, but this threw my cleaning plan out the window. I now had to clean my entire house to rid it of this dust. Wednesday we had the carpets and couches cleaned; Thursday we had the tile cleaned because I could not figure out how to get rid of the stuff. So by Thursday afternoon, Bailey was finally able to crawl around the house again. Every spare moment since the fire has been spent cleaning things that I haven't cleaned in a really long time--top of the fridge, plate hanging racks, inside light fixtures, all cupboards cleaned and dusted. My list could go on and on! I like to quiz Brian each day he comes home to see if he can notice the obscure items that I cleaned that day. My quizzing has come to an end because I think I've finished this floor of the house--yeah!!
I don't have any fun pictures of the event, but I do have a couple of suggestions:
1. do keep a fire extinguisher in your kitchen
2. keep a small one in your kitchen
3. use fire extinguishers sparingly
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