Never a Dull Moment...in the kitchen

As Hayden and I were returning home from errands the other day, I got a frantic phone call from Porter. "Mom! Turner touched the stove and his fingers are all covered in blisters and he's really hurt and you need to COME HOME NOW!" Luckily I was on my way home and only minutes away when I got the call. I arrived home to find Turner screaming in pain and holding onto a jar of freezer jam, and Porter trying to console him. He wouldn't let me see his hand, and when Porter was describing it to me, I thought it might be a third degree burn, so we took him to the doctor. He was a very good patient, and Porter was a great companion for him, trying to help him keep his mind occupied. As it turns out, it was only a second degree burn, so we left the office with a few band aids to put on if the blisters pop. The doctor considered putting band-aids on him at the office, but he was pretty happy with his hand immersed in a peanut butter jar that was filled with cool water. So we went home, but had a little pit stop at DQ. What better what to soothe your hand and your spirit? A Blizzard, of course! He held it with his left hand, which soothed the pain, and he ate it with his right, which, well, soothed the pain. I'm happy to report that after about 4 or 5 hours of cold packs, he felt much improved. He was playing with Legos just after he finished the Blizzard. I've always thought that ice cream was the best medicine!