Aimee, at least tell me it wasn't the cat that caught on fire.
Nope.
However, we have no more highchair tray.
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Aimee, at least tell me it wasn't the cat that caught on fire.
Nope.
However, we have no more highchair tray.
You caught the baby on fire?!?!?!
eta: These italics and interrobang were intended for comedic purposes only. The poster knows that the subject loves and takes good care of said baby and would never catch her on fire.
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I didn't even know those words went together.
So, an update: vw called from her erranding around 5:30 to say she was going to the ER and could I meet her there. I just got home, and she's still there. She'd had three nebulizers and was about to get a fourth, had another small dose of steroids (enough to bring her dose for today up to the amount they gave her last night), and was sounding... moderately better? But not a lot. We figure she'll probably be there at least another hour. The most irritating thing, to me, is that the treatments make her all shaky, so there's no way she can sleep while she's waiting for them to come back around and take another look at her. I left her with her iPod, crocheting, my New Yorker, so I'm hoping she'll be able to keep at least a bit occupied.
You caught the baby on fire?!?!?!
You haven't seen the end of The Incredibles, then?
She'd had three nebulizers and was about to get a fourth, had another small dose of steroids (enough to bring her dose for today up to the amount they gave her last night), and was sounding... moderately better? But not a lot. We figure she'll probably be there at least another hour. The most irritating thing, to me, is that the treatments make her all shaky, so there's no way she can sleep while she's waiting for them to come back around and take another look at her.
fuck. that's just wrong.
t points to DCJ's post
See, should have gone with Jackjack, rather than Cthulu.
Much ma to Emily and, especially, vw
BWAH!!
No, the highchair tray and a washcloth were placed on the stove over the pilot light. The sliding kitchen door was closed and I smelled it. I ran into the kitchen, saw the fire, yelled for Joe, grabbed the extinguisher, sprayed the stove, floor and sink.
All I did was tutor people
I read this as "torture people".
You caught the baby on fire?!?!?!
So, you're secretly The Incredibles family?
Thanks! I knew where the extinguisher was AND USED IT!
Well aren't you a hottie version of a PSA. Or an afterschool special.
Afterschool special. I was sniffing butane outback to lose weight since my husband found out I bulimic when the fire broke out.