I took the tray out to get things cleaned up, and showed the children what happened. My son laughed, and thought it was hilarious! One of my daughters said, "Well, at least it got on the microwave plate!"
What? They didn't think this explosion of oatmeal was a travesty? They didn't think it was something to get upset about?
My children helped me adjust my attitude. I did laugh. Hey, it feels better than yelling. Then, I was thankful that all I had to do was take my microwave plate to the trash, scrape off the oatmeal, wash, dry, and put the plate back in the microwave.