Yesterday
Yesterday
London wore a shirt that was a size 8 for the first time.
I bought $24 worth of groceries for $8 at Harris Teeter’s super doubles sale.
A large rectangular glass cutting board was sitting on the stove top. Kevin turned on the wrong burner. The glass cutting board slowly heated up. Until it exploded in a million miniature shards all over the kitchen.
Piper said, “I cannot let anyone else use my swing outside. It is fragile.” To which Mosely replied, “Actually, Piper, ‘fragile’ means easily broken, which your swing is not.”
I drove forty minutes to Asheville to visit a huge consignment pre-sale. Upon entering the nearly empty warehouse, I was informed that the pre-sale was actually tomorrow.
Kevin declared the first official Keigley meeting and allowed the kids to vote on what we would eat for dinner. They chose Papa John’s pizza and Sprite. And Oreos and popsicles.
Kevin took all five of the younger children (Riley was out with a friend) to the grocery store while I stayed home in a quiet house and did quiet things.
He actually purchased all of the requested items, plus salt and vinegar chips and Cheetos. Maybe even some Dove bars. It’s been a while since our cabinets have had such a surplus of fake colors and crinkly bags exploding on their shelves.
We ended the evening by eating a few of the requested items while watching Mr. Bean together. (I cannot believe I married a man and am raising a plethora of children who not only tolerate Rowan Atkinson, but find him to be hilarious. I do not share their feelings. I do not.)
Yesterday was a pretty normal day.
And that was good.
3 Comments
Rachel
One of the most vivid memories I have of my childhood is this: my brother and I were playing in the kitchen while my mom made dinner. I was at least a freshman in high school when this happened! Anyway, suddenly my mom SCREAMED at us to get out of the kitchen. She never yelled at us like that, but we ran. So did she. She had an amber glass pie plate on the stovetop and had turned on the wrong burner. She realized it just sheer seconds before it exploded. To the day she moved from that house, there were burnt amber glass marks in the kitchen. None of us was hurt… but I will never forget her yelling and the sound that pie plate made as it exploded. I hope no one was hurt at your house!!
LaceyKeigley
Fortunately, no one was hurt.
Luckily, my husband had his back to the burner and he was standing between the stove and the kids!
Sally
Mr. Bean has his own tag?
Nice.
🙂