Enter 3 year old with some crisis, 6 year old with some question, and a laundry pile that was actually depleting at my diligence, and the result:
I thought I saw smoke coming from the upstairs hallway and thought, "What could be burning, I am not cooking?" I didn't even remember (I blame the anesthesia, from October) Awesome. My Le Creuset--destroyed. Made worse by the fact that everyone hassles me because I had no proper kitchen utensils, but it didn't matter, because I had my Le Creuset. It stayed out at all times and made kitchen magic happen.
And like I will spend the money for a new one. Oh the travesty! Please everyone, take a knee.