My Children’s Cooking Experiment

Last night we had a couple over for dinner.  It was a great time, I got to fire up the grill, (always fun), and we all ate more than we should have.  After dinner we were sitting in the living room laughing and sharing stories when all of a sudden I smelled something burning.  I first thought that we had neglected to turn the oven off and that was where the smell was coming from.  Then my daughter yelled up the stairs “there’s a fire”!  I have never moved so quickly in my life.  My kids had put a bath towel in the downstairs microwave and it had caught on fire.  Everyone was safe and nothing was damaged, but I was reminded of the preciousness of life in that moment.  I will always be thankful for the protection of our Heavenly Father.  I know I can’t protect my children from every danger in their life even though I want to.  We had a great talk with our kids about safety and how good they were for letting us know what had happened.  ( I can’t imagine what would have happened if they had tried to hide what they were doing ).  It reminded me of a time when I was a child and put a rolled up piece of paper into a space heater.  It caught on fire, singed my eyebrows and eyelashes and smoked to high heaven.  Obviously my kids get their destructive side from me, I can’t get that upset with them.  Besides, on the bright side, my kids obviously like “hot” food!