Mother of the Year

I guess I won't be getting the "Mother of the Year" award this year! Earlier this week I decided to boil 2 passies that had fallen on the floor. About 45 minutes and a kitchen full smoke later, I smelled plastic. (Of course, I was nursing Murphy!) I threw him into his carseat, turned off the stove and opened all of the doors to the house! It was so bad that we had to leave the house for at least 2 hours. The worst part of all was that the very next day, I was so paranoid that I stood beside the stove to sterilize some more things and again, smelled plastic burning! This time I was watching the pot so intently that I hadn't noticed that I had turned on the wrong eye and the already sterilized items and the plastic container they were in were now melting into the other eye on the stove! Needless to say, I learned how to use the microwave sterilizer I had not gotten around to opening!!! Luckily, the house is still intact and no one was harmed- except for maybe my pride!:)