Saturday, September 5, 2009
Pyromaniacs
Pyromania is becoming commonplace at our home. There is an alarming level of fascination around here for fire. At our previous residence, one of our sons lit a bed on fire. Another son moved on to pencils. Now, last night, Gus's dump truck became a rubbish truck. Sure, I hear you...hide the matches. I did hide them. This time the issue was a matter of nimbility (is that a word?) I was taking laundry down just outside the door, which is glass mind you so I can see everything....and the moment my back was turned Gus lit the truck on fire from the scented candle that was burning in the 3 seasons room. I did not see the child enter or exit the room. Nor did I even see that he had left the truck burning on the table. Thankfully Nathaniel discovered it and extinguished the increasing flames. I pray that someday we don't have to use our homeowners insurance due to our spry boys!
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That must have been pretty scarey! Maybe it runs in the family? I do recall another young boy in the past who tried to play with matches. It sure is hard some days when the kids are little. I used to thank God at the end of the day that everyone was alive and no one had any major injuries. Even if I didn't feel I got much accomplished, I started looking at that as a major accomplishment. One thing I really enjoy now that everyone is older is being able to burn a candle, especially in the winter, for the nice aroma that fills the house. The guardian angels must really be working hard.
ReplyDeleteHa! My husband likes fire; so also my children. Camping fires - and then at home my son (17) has set little green army men aflame, a t-rex (which was first gutted with a pocket knife), and last year there was a bad game of catch with flaming tennis balls. One of the boys poured some flammable liquid, which dripped back on his hand, set fire & his hand caught flame. Bad burns. Think they'd learn? Found wax over my counter top - my 17 year old again was lighting tea light candles, blew like the big bad wolf but insists he cleaned it up. Huh.
ReplyDeleteWhen I was a teen leader for the youth group, we handed out rosaries & had candles, and don't you know, someone had to start melting the plastic rosaries. Another leader was furious, but having kids like mine, I shook my head, because I should have known better - kids, flame, plastic. Yup.