Squashed
I was making Butternut Squash for supper to go with our beans and rice (Raoul's favorite meal), but while I was pulling them out of the oven Emma ran underneath me and tripped me. The hot water I'd baked them in spilled all over the floor and splashed the two of us. I tried to scooch her out of the way with my foot to keep her from getting burned by the boiling waterfall, which made me do the splits considering the floor was soaked. I dropped the pan, but only one squash fell on the floor. We ended up eating the saved ones, though they look a little worse for wear. 
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