Last night I went upstairs to get Rhett ready for bed. He was toddling around the house in just his jeans, no shirt or anything. I turned around to make sure the door to the downstairs was shut, and realized that Rhett wasn't right by me.
My first thought was the bathroom. Rhett loves the bathroom, and no matter how many times I pound it in my kids heads, they will not keep the upstairs bathroom door closed. I am constantly finding it open. I have gone over and over it with them that the way Rhett dives in the toilet head first, he could very easily drown.
Sure enough I can hear him jabbering from the bathroom. I look around the corner and see him reaching for something on the counter. All of the sudden the hairs on my neck stood up as I realized that I could smell the candle that I have on a warmer in there.
In slow motion, I watched him reach up, grab the candle and dump all of the hot wax all down him. It was just a small Glade candle, so I think he thought it was a cup of juice.
I am not going to even begin to tell you the words that went through my head, and I think a few even escaped my mouth. I grabbed him and Andy came running. He picked him up and there was stuff peeling off of his stomach. I got sick, thinking it was his skin. But then Andy showed me it was just the wax coming off. After looking him over, he had wax on his face, down his neck, all over his arms and on his stomach.
I felt so bad. First off, I always keep the warmer and candle on the very back of the counter by the mirror, where even my 5 year old can't reach it. Second, I know for a fact that I hadn't turned it on. I only turn it on when we have guests over to mask any odors that might lurk after someone uses the restroom.
Come to find out, our 12 yr old had turned it on, and brought it forward to the edge of the counter. He was also the culprit for leaving the door open. The thing that makes me so angry was that Andy and I have told him over and over that if he can't shut that door, not to use that bathroom. He shuts every other bathroom door in the house except that one.
It only took seconds for Rhett to be in there. All I did was turn around and shut another door, to stop him from falling down the stairs. It wasn't even 15 seconds from the time I turned around to shut the door, that he had pulled the candle over on him.
He ended up looking like he had a sunburn on his chest, and his cheeks are a little redder than normal. At one point we were worried that he possibly drank some of it, as he would gasp a little when we touched him. But I think it was just the shock of it. I hooked him up to his oxygen sat monitor, and he was saturating in the mid 90's, so that was good.
We are so lucky that it wasn't any worse than what it was. Needless to say, all of my candles and warmers have been put away. I am not risking that again.
Last night I went upstairs to get Rhett ready for bed. He was toddling around the house in just his jeans, no shirt or anything. I turned around to make sure the door to the downstairs was shut, and realized that Rhett wasn't right by me.
My first thought was the bathroom. Rhett loves the bathroom, and no matter how many times I pound it in my kids heads, they will not keep the upstairs bathroom door closed. I am constantly finding it open. I have gone over and over it with them that the way Rhett dives in the toilet head first, he could very easily drown.
Sure enough I can hear him jabbering from the bathroom. I look around the corner and see him reaching for something on the counter. All of the sudden the hairs on my neck stood up as I realized that I could smell the candle that I have on a warmer in there.
In slow motion, I watched him reach up, grab the candle and dump all of the hot wax all down him. It was just a small Glade candle, so I think he thought it was a cup of juice.
I am not going to even begin to tell you the words that went through my head, and I think a few even escaped my mouth. I grabbed him and Andy came running. He picked him up and there was stuff peeling off of his stomach. I got sick, thinking it was his skin. But then Andy showed me it was just the wax coming off. After looking him over, he had wax on his face, down his neck, all over his arms and on his stomach.
I felt so bad. First off, I always keep the warmer and candle on the very back of the counter by the mirror, where even my 5 year old can't reach it. Second, I know for a fact that I hadn't turned it on. I only turn it on when we have guests over to mask any odors that might lurk after someone uses the restroom.
Come to find out, our 12 yr old had turned it on, and brought it forward to the edge of the counter. He was also the culprit for leaving the door open. The thing that makes me so angry was that Andy and I have told him over and over that if he can't shut that door, not to use that bathroom. He shuts every other bathroom door in the house except that one.
It only took seconds for Rhett to be in there. All I did was turn around and shut another door, to stop him from falling down the stairs. It wasn't even 15 seconds from the time I turned around to shut the door, that he had pulled the candle over on him.
He ended up looking like he had a sunburn on his chest, and his cheeks are a little redder than normal. At one point we were worried that he possibly drank some of it, as he would gasp a little when we touched him. But I think it was just the shock of it. I hooked him up to his oxygen sat monitor, and he was saturating in the mid 90's, so that was good.
We are so lucky that it wasn't any worse than what it was. Needless to say, all of my candles and warmers have been put away. I am not risking that again.