Sean, my 9 year old , asked me what I would like to have for breakfast tommorrow.  When I asked why, he informed me that tommorrow is Father's Day.  Oh.  So I thought about breakfast food that would least imperil our kitchen and my son: an egg, sunnyside up.  Now that is settled, I am going to be mildly concerned from now til breakfast tommorrow.

When he was five or so, he got up early one morning and decided to make himself breakfast using the microwave.  He mistakenly entered an extra zero into the microwave panel and his intended food was literally vaporized into toxic fumes that stunk up every corners of the house.  He said he wanted to warmup his food but the plate was empty when he opened the microwave.  Oy!

Never buy a kid toy microwave.  It will just give him enough false confidence to stink up the entire house for a month with a real one later.  I am just glad it happened in the Summer.  Anyway, now you know why I am concerned about tommorrow's breakfast.  I think I am going to go to sleep really late so my wife would be there to help him prepare breakfast.

Update: I just had my breakfast.  Although the breakfast was forced upon me after only four hours of sleep, my son and our kitchen came through just fine.  No comments on the breakfast itself.