I always say that JPD must have a whole battalion of guardian angels, and tonight I think they worked a bit of overtime. He almost burned down the house!
He was up late, not going to bed, running around the house being naughty, and when I went up to re-tuck him in after cleaning up the kitchen, I smelled a bad burning smell. I looked around and saw smoke coming from the lamp on top of his dresser. Turns out he thought it would be a good idea to put a big ole flashlight on top of the lamp (which was on)!
The heat from the light bulb had melted the flashlight which was all melty and burny and awful!! I totally freaked out and still am! Here's the melted flashlight and blackened-with-melted-plastic light bulb. Strangely, the lamp itself remained unscathed.
Honestly I think this has been our worst close call ever. Thank you, God, for sending me upstairs at that moment to check on him!
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