Sunday, October 21, 2007

Date Night or Fright Night?

Well the other night my DH and I wanted to go out to eat. Due to the Zumba class, we only had an hour. Of course my dear sons didn't want to go. Instead they wanted to play football with the neighbors. I explained that that would mean that I would do a quickie pizza for them once we got home. They thought that was great; we should just go on and they would be fine. Well,
I get home and the first thing I find is two boys at home (football game didn't last real long, huh) with a pizza box on the counter. Note: They didn't ask if I would leave them home and let them cook without an adult present. I was a bit taken aback because these are the same boys that won't leave the couch to get themselves a bowl of ice cream, never mind cook anything. The first thing my youngest tells me is that Zumba is cancelled, then he asks if you are supposed to take the cardboard thing from underneath the pizza before it goes in the oven. A bit alarmed, I say yes and immediately head to the oven to see what I have in there. As I'm checking the youngest also asks if the plastic is supposed to come off as well. I gaze into the oven. The pizza is there without plastic or cardboard, and also without the pizza pan underneath. I tried to move it but it had gotten to the point where it wasn't frozen and didn't want to move very well.
I let it cook to completion and then went to clean up the oven. As I'm cleaning off the grates, I find plastic that had melted onto the grate. They apparently had decided that it wasn't a good idea to keep it on there when they saw it melting. I don't ever remember learning to cook to be this painful; of course, I cannot recall ever learning how to cook, lol! Now I will need to think twice when running out. They may be old enough to stay for short stints by themselves, but they are obviously old enough to get into even more interesting trouble.
To top off a night of laughs, I saw this little fellow along the side of the road on the way home. I don't think he scares many crows, but I bet he's brought many a smile to passers by.


2 comments:

Lucy said...

Plastic melted in the oven....just that thought of that "scares" me to bits!

Dani - tkdchick said...

LOL you got mooned!

If you're going to start leaving them at home perhaps it is time to pick a few things and teach them how to make them themselves. Like mac and cheese (or even the microwave version).

Boys are notorious for getting hungry!