Yeah, my curiosity was a litle piqued. I mean, when I handed it to him right before he was going sledding on Friday, it wasn't....................BURNED!
I have a really good imagination! It's not hard for me to picture him burning the hat outside with a magnifying glass or a pop bottle rocket or hey - an old fashioned match. But this tops that!
So I wake Parker up (always best to catch them off guard).
"What happened to this hat?"
"Yeah - what happened to the hat?"
"Oh.......that.........well I gave it to Dawson to wear and he didn't want to wear it. So I tried to throw it back up the stairs to my room, but it got caught on the light."
"Yeah - the light."
"The light out there."
"Out there.......outside my room."
I look out of his room and down the hall. I'm lost.
I look right and look over the banister into the family room.
"No left Mom. The light coming up the stairs."
"The light coming up the stairs?"
This little light?
"It could have started a housefire!"
Hmmm.......what else was there to say?