Happy Real Life Wednesday! Evey’s been worried about our house burning up in a fire lately, which is a stressful thing for a six year old, or anyone, to ruminate on. She said she became worried about house fires after playing a Rescue Bots game and one of the characters offered some safety tips on what to do if your house catches on fire. Thanks for trying to share helpful information, Cody, you asshole.
So, to assuage her fears, Chris and I laid out our plan in case our house caught on fire and we let her know that we’ve got safety precautions like a smoke detector and a fire extinguisher. However, she’s still stressed (I’m not surprised, my girl deals with mega anxiety) and her main worry now concerns her stuffed animals burning in a fire, oh boy.
She’s become so obsessed with keeping them safe that she’s hoarded them in a pile in our room until I made her take them out. Then she stuffed them into three backpacks, like bug out bags, so she can easily grab them and save the stuffies from a firey fate. I let that go for a week and then unpacked the bags. So now she has them all on her bunk bed, and with every new hoarding space she has added more fluffy friends, so now they take up about a quarter of her bunk bed.
I made them all nice and pretty in her bed, but I should have taken a pic of them all scattered in a messy heap, in hindsight. But I decided to make her bed look nice in an attempt to entice her to sleep there, heh heh, who am I kidding?
So I’ve now convinced Evey that in case of a fire, we can wrap up all her inanimate friends in a sheet and take them with us. Honestly, I haven’t had the heart to tell her there is no way in hell I’m grabbing those things in a fire. I’m just hoping we don’t ever have to deal with a fire so I don’t have to break her trust as she scorns me for the rest of her life because I let her buddies burn. Do your kids have any fears they can’t shake?