My toddler was not a happy camper

My 13-month-old spilled scalding hot coffee on herself Friday night, so my holiday weekend was spent at the Burn Center in Saint Barnabas Medical Center. We had just finshed setting up our camp site, and had started our dinner of hot dogs, when Lucy grabbed the coffee cup. I’m thankful my EMT brother-in-law was with us for he knew exactly what to do. I guess I better familiarize myself with The American Red Cross First Aid and Safety Handbook.

Lucy suffered second-degree burns on her tummy and upper thighs, which are now healing nicely. She’s a trooper alright - she charmed all the doctors, nurses, paramedics and hospital workers. I’m glad she is too young to remember a thing about the ordeal. (We did get to ride in a helicoper. That was interesting.) That’s my husband holding Lucy in the photo above.