My poor girl would be mortified if she knew I posted about this, but I think of it as a learning experience and wanted to share...
Hannah got an Easy Bake Oven for her birthday and yesterday morning we opened it up. I was in the process of reading the directions and opening the smaller parts when I hear a very concerned voice say...
"my FINGER's STUCK!!"
Me: What?
Han: Mom, I can't get it out! Help... {she was starting to head in the direction of hysterical at this point.}
For the next five minutes... yes, it took that long... I tried unscrewing the back (no it wasn't hot), I tried pulling on her finger, I tried pushing different parts in different ways...
She asked if we could call someone for help, the ambulance? Head to the emergency room?
Still I was having no luck removing the finger from the oven.
Finally, I took the screwdriver and pushed right next to her finger and she was able to pull it out freely, whew!
Then, my little overly- sensitive and responsibly-minded daughter told me that "It was ALL my (meaning her) fault." and that "I will NEVER be curious again!".
It was hard to stifle the giggle, but I WAS concerned about the finger, which turned out to be fine.
Then she told me that she didn't want to play Easy Bake for a few days.
I didn't blame her.
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You're very good at describing a story Whit-poor thing! I don't blame her either!
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