Mr. Stripey-Mittens' leg and the light bulb - this is after only about 30 minutes - scary!
This past week we were leaving the house and I just happened to go upstairs to turn everything off (don't usually make the extra trip) but was so grateful that I did. When I went into the playroom something smelled like it was cooking. It had been hours since I had cooked pancakes. When I went into the boys room the smell was even stronger. I was shocked when I looked up at the boys antler chandelier and saw a stuffed animal was thrown on top and burning. Needless to say I was so mad and grateful all at the same time. I went to talk to the boys who had all made it into the car by then; telling them what a bad decision it was to throw an animal up there and how the Holy Spirit had led mommy upstairs to rescue Mr. Stripey-Mittens and our house. We all thanked God b/c it would have been ugly when we got home 3 hours later - Praise God!
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