Monday, June 26, 2006

I taped my windows for nothing.

State of Panic, indeed. No storm like the one we had the other day, just a lot of rain. Enough to keep us in all weekend, but not enough for the warning every fifteen minutes. Yeah, better safe than sorry, but I think with all those warnings they actually caused more accidents than needed because of everyone being in such a rush to get home.
Little Man had an accident this weekend. On my watch, so chalk it up to my bad mothering. We have two window fans set up in the house, one in the kitchen and one in the living room. (We haven't put the air conditioner up since we are hardly home and it's never really hot on the weekends.) Little Man knows not to touch these fans, I have told him "No" when he goes near them and I think he was a little afraid of the spinning they do. Keyword: WAS. Saturday he decided to put his finger into the fan. Thank God for cheap plastic Wal-Mart fans, he lost some skin but not his finger like I thought he had. (Yes, I was freaking out thinking he lost a finger because I never put my finger into a spinning fan so I don't know how much damage they actually do.) To the bathroom we go, washing the finger (which isn't bleeding all that much) and putting some Witch Hazel on it. He isn't even crying anymore, but I want to. Triple antibiotic ointment, band-aid and a kiss from Mommy. He went to go show Daddy the band-aid, and took it right off. I went through five band-aids in about an hour before giving up and just leaving it without one. I put one on at night with more antibiotic ointment just to make sure it gets some of that healing power going. You think he learned his lesson? Last night before bed I catch him trying to put his finger in the fan again. It wasn't on, but I pulled him away from it anyway, and showed him his finger. I want him to be afraid of these fans. Maybe we should just put the AC in...
This morning I told the babysitter what happened as I took a pack of band-aids out and gave them to her... she says "Oh, you gotta watch him." No shit Sherlock.

3 comments:

Mama of 2 said...

oh what a scary thing to have happen. Saturday we were at a friend's house and they had a box fan sitting on the floor -- Girlie Girlie made a B-line for it. Honestly it's been such a long time since I had to think about little fingers in fans that I almost didn't think about the whirly bird sitting there.

Don't be too hard on yourself about it all. Take it as lessons learned on both parts.

Melissa said...

Don't beat yourself over the finger in the fan. While on my hubby's watch, Lucas broke his leg!!! :-)

Kristen said...

I am right there with you- Leah fell into the marble window sill the other day- right in front of Tim and I! I saw her stumble, but there was nothing I could do- she was on her way down!! She screamed, I cried, but in the end all she got was a good sized bump and a bruise. But I was freaking out too!