So one night, around dinner time, I was getting dinner ready. Abby was sick and the other kids were all doing homework and playing. It was a typical 6pm, the TV on to keep Asher busy and away from the kitchen. I was fielding homework questions, phone calls, listening to the news on the radio. Brad walks in the door and we all greet him with a hug and kiss. Brad starts to help me with getting dinner on the table. It must have been between shows and homework subjects cause before I know it EVERYONE is in the kitchen. We are all setting the table and finishing up the final touches on dinner when it happened. . .
The oven timer went off and no one saw him do it, but Asher somehow messed with the lock lever on the oven and then that was it, our dinner was held hostage by the oven! We turned off the oven and went to work to try to free the freshly baked chicken that was waiting for us to eat. After 20 minutes or more and by then we'd unplugged the oven and tried to open the door through unscrewing any screw we found along the door, it was still a lost cause. Everyone was VERY hungry and some were actually sharing their hungry feelings with Asher. That's when I decided to scoop up Asher and go buy a roisser chicken at the store so we could at least have the rest of our dinner. Upon arriving I got a call from Brad that our dinner was saved. It was a little crisp but at least it was free to eat for dinner. Because of the heavy mood at home, I decided to lighten it up a bit and brought home cake and ice cream to celebrate a freed bird and FULL stomaches!
that I took photos of the event.