My favourite days are always the ones where the kids and I have nowhere to go. We hang out at home. I bake and they play.
It’s on days like these that many families drop their guards. I know I had.
The kids were running around the house playing a game. I’m not sure exactly what the game was but apparently my boys Philip and Giovanni were rescuing my daughter Caterina from something – perhaps a flesh-eating monster, or an escaped zoo lion. I got the definite impression that it was an animal of some kind.
As they played, I started stirring up a batch of cupcakes which I make each week. We eat some straight away and the rest go in the freezer for snacks and school lunches.
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It was as I was melting butter on the stove that I didn’t notice the tea towel had fallen a little too close to the gas stove flame.
It caught on fire.
I yelped, almost forgetting what I had to do. I had a small fire extinguisher in the kitchen cabinet and a fire blanket. But it was just a small fire, just the tea towel at that stage, so I grabbed the tea towel, threw it in the sink and doused it in water. Then, I turned the burner off to get my bearings.
It was then that I noticed the house was deathly quiet. For some reason the smoke alarm didn’t go off, it must’ve been that the fire wasn’t big enough to set it off. Where were the kids?
I checked the backyard and there was no sign.
I checked the bedrooms, no sign.
Had their rescue mission segued into hide-and-seek?
Where were they?
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You can't cook in my house without the smoke alarm going off... So we don't have one.
What clever children you have and well done you for teaching them this in the first place. Great reminder.