well I was right about the third accident of the week being a burn.
too bad it wasn't me.
sweet little one planted his whole hand on the middle of a just-turned-off burner.
It breaks my heart.
and of course, I barely have the energy to take care of myself,
let alone carry him back and forth from the sink to the couch--
he keeps saying he's fine so he wants to go snuggle and watch tv.
I do it, but then he starts crying again and i have to take him back to the sink to put it in cold water.
it's been 2 hours...