tempting steamy pot of botulism

Remember what I said about curing a (my) child of acute entitlement? Of course you do, because you have read all of my posts and count on them to brighten and enlighten.

Setup to the story: phone call to friend - ring- ring
                                                 friend - hello?
                                                      me - how did I spawn such a little asshole?  (yes, I referred to the dear golden light of my life, and she is, as an asshole. Don't tell me you never have.)

That was the start of my day...certain that her unbearable attitude was all my fault, and I had done irreparable damage to our relationship. Certain that any opportunity to have a loving, connected relationship to my child was long gone and that she would forever pit herself against me and at least she likes her father. 

What to do? The answer, put her to work! Using TV, the great motivator.  For one episode of Scooby Doo (the old ones, of course), she spread one bag of compost in the garden (During which we examined a large spider and a suspicious heap of slime),  and vacuumed the entire first floor, during which I taught her how to vacuum. She only dished a little crap, and she did a good job. Today I earn an Awesome! badge.

Now, I'm going to check on the crock-pot roast. I also made dinner this morning. Awesome!  I tucked it safely in the crock, patted myself on the back and left. 3 hours later, I come home to...nothing...no lovely smells. Crock is cold. I forgot to turn it on. So I turned it on. If I serve my family a tempting steamy pot of botulism, do I lose my Awesome! badge?