You decide. I'm not sure what to think? After last night, I just hope we're through with "close calls" for a while. Here's why.
#1. Late last night Scott went to the fridge looking for something to snack on. This is not unusual by any means. While gazing into the fridge he heard some crackling sounds, which he ignored and simply continued his search by opening the freezer. That is when he saw a warm orange-ish glow at the back of the freezer followed by more cracking noises..... and that's when he yelled for me. " Sarah, we've got a fire in the house!" I come running in the kitchen and by then he had the fridge out from the wall with everything unplugged. I could see a little smoke cloud above the fridge.... but was still nervous to go any closer . ( Maybe it was gonna blow, you never know..... plus I was holding little baby girl). So our 6 month old fancy new fridge just about burned the house down last night..... while we should have all been in bed sleeping, not snacking....... and I will stop there. I'm so glad Scott listens to his stomach.
#2. A little while ago I was in our empty dining room looking up at the chandelier, and something just didn't look right. I walked over and reached my hand in to feel around. Oh what a surprise I found! A burnt, charred, dirty diaper. One more day in there and I can only imagine. I didn't know the boys had been practicing their basketball skills with poopy diapers in the dining room. It's a good thing the lights aren't turned on very often in that room or who knows what could've happened.
As some of you know our family hasn't been very lucky with fire. In high school our house burned down, yes enough reason to be scared and just a tad bit nervous with all these unlucky events.