How to get a second degree burn while making a bird's nest:
1. Understand that this bird's nest is not of sticks and mud, but of shredded wheat, chow mein noodles and melted peanut butter and chocolate.
2. Have your mom tell you that we'll be mixing everything up together and then shaping it into nests with your hands.
3. Watch your mom drop the just melted (very hot) peanut butter and choclate mixture on your shredded wheat and chow mein noodles.
4. Stick your hands in promptly... she did say 'with your hands', right?
5. Scream very loudly and take the fingers out, shaking peanut butter and chocolate mixture all over the kitchen.
6. Get comfort from your mom who is concerned but trying very hard not to laugh at how funny the flying chocolate/screaming Leah thing is. She really loves you and cares about your fingers, she just has this odd thing for laughing at other people's fear and pain-- she's trying to overcome it since it can be perceived as not very kind... although it really IS funny stuff (and I have a sister who will back me on this one).
7. Listen as mom explains that we were going to mix it all with our spoon and then form it into nests.
8. Get bandages on the two fingers that have blisters as big as the fingernail.
Leah is sooo tough that I knew it must be something big when she cried/screamed, but it really was a funny situation in the end and she is fine-- now. She usually takes pain very well and doesn't cry/react much. When she got her 2 year old shots, she didn't even flinch let alone cry, and there were several of them. A few months later we were at my sister's house and she was in a position where she could reach out and touch the pilot light on their heater... which she did. She came calmly walking to me in the kitchen with her finger up and whining a little that it hurt... she TOUCHED A PILOT LIGHT and had a huge blister/burn.
Everything healed well and quickly. Here are some pictures of the harm:
1. Understand that this bird's nest is not of sticks and mud, but of shredded wheat, chow mein noodles and melted peanut butter and chocolate.
2. Have your mom tell you that we'll be mixing everything up together and then shaping it into nests with your hands.
3. Watch your mom drop the just melted (very hot) peanut butter and choclate mixture on your shredded wheat and chow mein noodles.
4. Stick your hands in promptly... she did say 'with your hands', right?
5. Scream very loudly and take the fingers out, shaking peanut butter and chocolate mixture all over the kitchen.
6. Get comfort from your mom who is concerned but trying very hard not to laugh at how funny the flying chocolate/screaming Leah thing is. She really loves you and cares about your fingers, she just has this odd thing for laughing at other people's fear and pain-- she's trying to overcome it since it can be perceived as not very kind... although it really IS funny stuff (and I have a sister who will back me on this one).
7. Listen as mom explains that we were going to mix it all with our spoon and then form it into nests.
8. Get bandages on the two fingers that have blisters as big as the fingernail.
Leah is sooo tough that I knew it must be something big when she cried/screamed, but it really was a funny situation in the end and she is fine-- now. She usually takes pain very well and doesn't cry/react much. When she got her 2 year old shots, she didn't even flinch let alone cry, and there were several of them. A few months later we were at my sister's house and she was in a position where she could reach out and touch the pilot light on their heater... which she did. She came calmly walking to me in the kitchen with her finger up and whining a little that it hurt... she TOUCHED A PILOT LIGHT and had a huge blister/burn.
Everything healed well and quickly. Here are some pictures of the harm:
1 comment:
I don't know if I should confess to being that sister... :)
Glad she's fine and everything healed well, but it is kinda funny (because of the fact that kids will take you so literally that you forget to mention what might seem to be obvious).
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