Strike!
While we were in Lumberton checking in with my grandmother Mama Flo, the kids became fascinated with the gas heater. It has been there as long as I can remember. We have central heat and cooling, and just a space heater or radiater here and there, so the kids aren’t used to an open flame heater.
The heater puts out tons of heat, and if you aren’t careful it will burn the hair off your legs (if you are in shorts). You light the heater the old-fashined way, with matches. When the kids saw the matches, each of them wanted to light one. Mama Flo said it was OK as long as she helps them.
It must be a wonderous feeling to strike a match for the first time. You are holding a stick, you scratch the tip, then a small explosion ignites the tip. Wow!
Ian was the first to give it a go, and after much scratching he managed to actually strike the match. He looks kinda worried here that I may not take the picture before it burns his finger!
Keighly went next and had no problem striking the match.
Little Emily went last, and with much help from Mama Flo she managed to strike the match.
I am proud to say no children, grandmothers, or furniture was harmed in this experiment.
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