rwbeagles
you know stories like this really help me. LOL. It's been a struggle not to generalize this event with my son, to life for him full of arson convictions LOL. I am SUCH a gun-jumper...seriously.
So, ok I'm gonna validate you all over the place!!!
jennypage
I did something VERY similar when I was a kid. I knew fire was off limits, but I was totally fascinated by it.
WAIT A MINIT -- I HAVEN'T EVEN STARTED TYPING THIS ..... YET ...
That *is* exactly what I thot when I read JennyPage's post beginning!!
You know how so many kid's toys say "Non-flammable" and you think WHY would anyone care if *that* was flammable? It's not something you'd deliberately start fire with??"
Like finger paints!! I was probably just about Elias's age exactly. Broad daylight, I was in the kitchen fingerpainting and Mom was outside hanging up laundry. (This was 50 years ago Gina!)
I got my picture done but sat there with painty-hands (I was smart enough NOT to wipe them on my clothes but paper towel hadn't been invented yet) waiting for Mom and I saw .... ****DAD'S MATCHES****
At the time my father still smoked, and a pack of his matches laid there and the thot went thru my mind (I soooo remember this) "Well, those ARE Daddy's ... but only Daddy's and Mommy's and big people can make matches light up ... NOT little girls. But ... it's soooooo cool when he does and he just zipppppppps it across that black strip and whoosh -- it's lighted!! But ... noooooooooo I could *never* make that happen and I shouldn't. But ... noooooooooo wouldn't work with ME anyway I'm just a kid ... but ...."
And next thing I knew I ripped off a match and struck it ... and ... nothing.
"See I KNEW I couldn't ...."
So I tried again ... and whooooosh -- it LIT. Wowwww
But then just as suddenly I realized I HAD MADE FIRE and FIRE BURNS HOUSES!!!!! (Yep PSA announcements and school? I KNEW better.)
So... I just started to scream. Literally .... I screamed. and THEN my hand started to burn. .... ALL OF IT. fingerpaints WERE flammable. Who knew.
Mom came barrelling in (she really was only about 30 feet away) and dragged me to the sink and turned the cold water on ... and then she called a neighbor to help get me to the doctor (my entire left hand had been burned -- thumb and 1st & 2d fingers mostly -- but the whole hand was painty ...
Later she asked me why I didn't just drop it in the sink or put it out and I told her "It was FIRE ... I knew it could burn the house down ... so I didn't want to drop it and burn the house down so I just held it."
I can **remember** thinking that, Gina. That it must be WHY only adults should make fire cos even tho did get it to light I could still burn down the house so I was just gonna HOLD it until Mom came.
The thing with Elias is to help him realize he can tell you ... that there isn't anything he can't share with you. I'm *glad* you went to get him -- because the tendency for a kid to "hide" stuff like that is ultimately what usually gets them in trouble.
And incidentally -- when I read that I called Mom sand said "WHO does this make you think of???" and Mom was still astonished remembering me being so adamant that I didn't *dare* put it out because if I dropped it or didn't do it right I might burn down the house.
so .... nope ... no budding delinquent there. He's just one of many many kids fascinated by fire. It IS a fascinating thing -- but sometimes it takes a brush with disaster to make an impression on him.
To this day, I really don't ever do candles. And I'm uber careful with them to make sure they never burn when someone might fall asleep. And I honestly don't even burn them for fun. Simply because I know better than to trust *myself*. Some things I've learned to trust myself implicitly -- some things I know just "don't go there".
Are you *done* with 2009 yet? If I were you I'd be really happy New Years is nearly here.