One tough kid...

So I had to blog about tonight. It is Tuesday and Jeremy is the young men's president and he was in charge of the combined YM YW activity. They decided to go up to Mantua and sleigh ride. Jeremy asked if I would make some bread sticks so he could take them up with them to eat with the hot chocolate. I made two pans and set them out to cool. I went back to my bedroom and could hear a chair being slid across my floor and I called out to Dax asking what he was doing. He replied that he was trying to get a bread stick and I told him "don't touch the pans, they are really hot. I will help you in just a second". Well, I didn't hear any more about it so I assumed he went back to watching sponge bob with Regan. I headed up to my moms in Mantua to kill the time while Jeremy was sleigh riding and my youngest sister Ashlee says "Hey Michelle, what happened to Dax's arm" of course I had no idea what she was talking about. Then I saw the lovely burn and water blister. The poor kid burned his arm that bad and never made a peep. I had no idea it had even happened. Aren't I a great mother :)OUCH