Boys & Fire

Henry and I were in the bathroom today, I was fixing up his hair with some mousse.  On my vanity was a little box of matches…bright red and blue, and very attractive to a little four year old freckle-faced pack of dynamite like Henry.  As I ran my fingers through his hair, I watched him as he shook the box, and it made a nice sound.  So nice, in fact, that Henry found it impossible to not open the little brightly colored box.  When he saw what was inside, he pulled out one tiny little stick with it’s bright red striker top and said “OooooOOOOOooo0!”  I promptly took those matches and hid them high up in my closet.  Yes, he’s going to be trouble, that one.  

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Boys & Fire

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