The Incident

Saturday was a nice slow and realxing day that we all got to spend together until...
We put a bottle on the stove in a pot of water to heat it up for Cecelia before we left the house, then we left for the mall. Maybe an hour later I grabbed Eric's arm and said "I forgot to take the bottle off the stove!". He ran home as fast as he could and left Cecelia and I at the mall. He left his cell phone at home so I waited patiently at the mall while he figured it all out. He finally calls me from home and it's all loud and fuzzy and he says "Sorry I'll call you back, Neil is here and I have to tell explain to him why the fire department is here! Everything's fine though."
Apparently explaining to the landlord why the fire department is at our house is more important than explaining to your wife why the fire department is at our house.
It turns out everything really was fine though. They pumped the house full of carbon monoxide and aired it out and all that's left of the incident is half a baby bottle in a ruined pot and the smell of smoke. The smell of smoke seems to want to hold on for quite some time, but other than that everything is just fine and safe.