My nephew Nate burnt his hand the other day. 😦
You know that thing where you tell a kid, “Don’t touch that. It’s hot,” and they touch it anyway, just because they need to verify that, yes, it is indeed very hot? It took Nate a little longer to verify it than most kids.
His hand is all bandaged up now. It’s expected to heal up okay. In the mean time, he’s learning to play Wii with one hand.
What a trooper. Pity the intelligence about how to play wii with one hand didn’t translate earlier to the intelligence not to touch the hot stove. : p
i really like your blog and the fact that your posts are nice and short.. 😛
I think in future nate will know better.. hard way to learn a lesson but it is learnt!
Thank you. : )
Nate’s hand is totally healed now. He’s back to playing the Wii as usual. 🙂
Let’s hope he learns quicker in the future, though it’s become a vivid analogy of my analytical need to verify that sin will hurt me. It’s usually not until long after I’ve been burnt that it sinks in that I need to run away. It’s as if, having verified that it damages, I feel the need to research how bad it can get, or how much I can take.