I had Chayce go grab Dad because I wasn't really sure how to tackle the mess. I quickly started scraping the cooked batter off the bottom and door of the oven, but there was just so much of it. Chris thought it'd be best to remove the other pans, let the oven cool and then clean it up or it's likely I would've burned something on my body because that's just how graceful I am.
And this is all happening while I'm trying to get Baby Ash down for a nap, my boobs are exploding because I need to pump, Chayce wants me to find the silly string, Vann needs ice cubes from the freezer (our ice dispenser is broken and he can't reach them), and the kitchen literally looks like someone threw zucchini batter everywhere. Yeah, it was awesome.
So, that my friends, is my baking catastrophe of the day!