After reassurances that we had plenty of eggs, this Mama cheerfully cleaned up the ick and we cooked another egg. Smart Mama that I am, I turned off the burner and moved the skillet to the middle of the stove (safety first!) as I added some blueberries to the plate.
My second mistake was leaving the spatula in the skillet. The Squirt reached across the stove, planting his right hand squarely down on the turned off, but still very HOT! burner to reach for it. No picture; but just imagine tears, hugs from a guilty mama, ice pack, magic kisses, more tears, more hugs and finally...back to breakfast.
Alas, it was just not meant to be this morning.
My third mistake was not locking his high chair tray down all the way. SERIOUSLY!? At this point it was starting to look like the universe was conspiring against a peaceful morning.