Fire is Powerful

Eli was asked to give a prayer for the food. When he prays, instead of saying the opening in full words, he usually slurs them all together in one "Hevnfaderanksday" or in other words, "Heavenly Father, Thank you for this day." As he was blessing the food, he got side-tracked and blessed the fire, several times. He would say "Thank you for the fire, bless the fire and fire is powerful." He certainly learned about the power of it as he got burned a few times. The first wasn't too bad as he picked up a coal off of the Dutch Oven and threw it into the fire. Fortunately, he is still in this "band-aids fix everything" phase and he felt better after we put burn ointment and one band-aid for each finger on the injured hand. Unfortunately, the other burn was worse than the first. He walked past the fire burning stove and brushed his arm against it. It was so bad, that it blistered and oozed. That burn needed a band-aid. Several days later, on our way home, he rubbed it while in the car and screamed horribly for a few minutes. We pulled over and tried to find a band-aid and couldn't find one. we pulled over and Jeron, Oly and I were looking everywhere we could for one. A policeman pulled over and we asked him for one. He did have one and we were on our way again. The moral of the story is, band-aids fix everything and policeman save the day.