The twins just came downstairs. Remember how I said that David is being a pain in the rear? Keziah comes downstairs and says, “Mom. We need to get a new toaster oven.” I looked at her and saw that she was holding the door behind her back. I asked her what happened and she said that David broke it off. Well, it’s 20 years old and it’s come off before so I wasn’t all that worried about it. She goes on to tell me a story about how she was trying to get something out of the oven and burned herself and David did too, then he just pulled the door off. I’m thinking, “Ok, finish the e-mail and go upstairs and figure out what happened.” Then David appears. David, who is supposed to be in his room because he was flicking my bedroom lights on and off and slamming my door shut repeatedly. He said, “Mom, I couldn’t get Spider Man out of the toaster oven.”
“You put Spider Man in the toaster oven?”
“Yeah, and now he’s all gooey and his hand came off.”
It’s 9:15 AM. It’s 9:15 AM.