Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Danger Everywhere
This constant vigilance keeping the children alive is draining. Colby was reportedly going to the bathroom in my bedroom. When it took longer than the required 30 seconds, I went to check on him. There he was, underwear around his ankles, holding a match and my hairspray. I know he knows how to light a match, as he's done it before. AAAAHHH! Bad combination. It would just be our luck that my children would explode themselves with household items. Disaster narrowly averted. At least this time.
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I was reading a safety book to Teryn the other day that had the issue of matches in it...I recalled that I don't even think we have matches in our house!
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