Poor Titus added another injury to his growing list for his short little life. Burnt fingers. He was helping me make grilled cheese sandwiches for his brothers. When we were finished, he leaned on the flat top stove to get down from the chair and yep, you got it, leaned right on the hot burner. I felt awful. It happened so quickly! His expression was pitiful...one of confusion and then shock and awe. Then all of a sudden the pain kicked in and the hollering and tears began. He cried and cried and cried and cried and cried. Much thanks to our neighbors, Sam and Marie, for hooking us up with Silverdene and bandages.
3 comments:
oh bless his little heart!....that poor boy has endured a lot!! tell him the harris boys hope he's all healed up soon so he can play hoops with his brothers!!
oh dear, poor titus... i'm so sorry about his latest accident! that must have really hurt!... i think i would have cried and cried and cried also!!! all four fingers!!! that's a mighty big boo-boo! lots of love & kisses...
ouch, i know kind of how you felt. ella grabbed a light bulb a couple weeks ago and burned her hand. i felt terrible, and there's not much you can do for the first couple hours.
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