What's for Dinner?

Ellie.

Okay not really. I was cooking chicken noodle soup last night for Ellie, since she requested it (she's had a bothersome cold for a couple of days now). I was cutting up the celery, talking to my mom, and Ellie was stirring the soup.

In a matter of seconds, Ellie lost balance on the bar stool, and fell onto my gas stove top. I quickly picked her up from the stove thinking she might have a little burn, and she would have learned a lesson (she tends to dink around while I am cooking).

Actually, the little chef ended up getting a burn from her elbow to her armpit (and a little one on her wrist), and then she burned her other hand. She screamed and cried for hours. Realizing I did not have the supplies I needed to bandage her burns, I called my mom to see if she could get some for me. I ended up wrapping Ellie in cold rags..she was SO miserable!! Dan told me to blow on her hand, but have you ever tried blowing and talking at the same time? It is practically impossible!! Anyway, I had to stop to talk, and she had the nerve to yell at this at me, "Mom, I didn't say you could stop blowing on my hand, don't you stop unless I tell you to!!" Okay, boss lady.

Once my mom and dad arrive we got her all bandaged, and she carried on without a care in the world, but as soon as they left she was in dire pain again...go figure.

Now that I am gone all day student teaching, I rarely have time to take out the camera while she is awake, but here she is sleeping (with Shaneequa). Her arm actually looks better, but she is going to have a pretty nasty blister on her hand...poor thing. I know it is awful to smirk when your child is in pain, but Dan and I could hear her blowing on her hand as she was trying to go to sleep...we sure do love that girl.