One moment really stands out for with DD #1:
She was about 12 months old when this happened. She woke early one morning and DH and I wanted to keep sleeping so I set her on the floor in our bedroom, locked the door and climbed back in bed. I woke up and couldn't find her. I frantically jumped out of bed and noticed the screen door to my deck, 3 floors up, was open!!!
: It was summer and we had left the main door open and just shut the sliding screen door...I swore it was locked but I guess it wasn't!
At first I couldn't see her and thought she had plummeted to her death but as I got closer I saw that she was sitting on the chaise lounge, just kicking back. The railings are very high but if she had stood on the chaise lounge and climbed on the railings or lost her balance and fell, she would've fallen 3 stories to the ground. I was so terrified I threw up.
The other (most horrible) thing that ever happened was to a friend of mine's little boy. We were all camping together and the DH's took the cars into town to gather supplies. In the meantime, friend and I had cooked breakfast over the fire for us and kiddos. We put the fire out but her little boy was running past it and tripped and fell into. It was one of those fire pits with the metal box around it to contain the fire. We had just put the fire out so it was still incredibly hot. He landed on that metal frame and his hands/arms landed right in the smoldering ashes and wood. Unfortunately, both of us had our backs turned and didn't actually see him fall (Gawd-I'll never be so careless again!).
He was hysterically screaming and running around like he was on fire so we grabbed him and held him down searching for the burns. My friend rolls him onto his stomach to look at the backs of his legs and already his skin had started to peel off. It was the single most terrifying and horrible experience of my life. I started screaming to other campsites to call the park ranger and ambulance and finally after what seemed like hours, the ambulance arrived. He had severe 2nd degree burns on the backs of his legs and palms of his hands but he didn't need skin grafts or anything so we consider that to be lucky. He's fine now with some minor scarring. But I will never forget that experience and it will change the way we camp forever.
She was about 12 months old when this happened. She woke early one morning and DH and I wanted to keep sleeping so I set her on the floor in our bedroom, locked the door and climbed back in bed. I woke up and couldn't find her. I frantically jumped out of bed and noticed the screen door to my deck, 3 floors up, was open!!!
: It was summer and we had left the main door open and just shut the sliding screen door...I swore it was locked but I guess it wasn't!At first I couldn't see her and thought she had plummeted to her death but as I got closer I saw that she was sitting on the chaise lounge, just kicking back. The railings are very high but if she had stood on the chaise lounge and climbed on the railings or lost her balance and fell, she would've fallen 3 stories to the ground. I was so terrified I threw up.
The other (most horrible) thing that ever happened was to a friend of mine's little boy. We were all camping together and the DH's took the cars into town to gather supplies. In the meantime, friend and I had cooked breakfast over the fire for us and kiddos. We put the fire out but her little boy was running past it and tripped and fell into. It was one of those fire pits with the metal box around it to contain the fire. We had just put the fire out so it was still incredibly hot. He landed on that metal frame and his hands/arms landed right in the smoldering ashes and wood. Unfortunately, both of us had our backs turned and didn't actually see him fall (Gawd-I'll never be so careless again!).
He was hysterically screaming and running around like he was on fire so we grabbed him and held him down searching for the burns. My friend rolls him onto his stomach to look at the backs of his legs and already his skin had started to peel off. It was the single most terrifying and horrible experience of my life. I started screaming to other campsites to call the park ranger and ambulance and finally after what seemed like hours, the ambulance arrived. He had severe 2nd degree burns on the backs of his legs and palms of his hands but he didn't need skin grafts or anything so we consider that to be lucky. He's fine now with some minor scarring. But I will never forget that experience and it will change the way we camp forever.


















