"My Car is Hot"

Dee Dee came over today to spend the last day with us in Mandeville. Y’all played and Mommy got things together and cleaned house. Went to lunch together and even skipped your nap, in an effort to allow as much time for Dee Dee to soak up as much of you as she could before we left for Shreveport to go have Shelby. While Dee Dee and I were gathering things to load the car, you played in the garage “driving Mommy’s car, among other things. When we went out to take a load, there was a horrible burning smell and you announced “my car is hot.” You had put one of your matchbox cars in the microwave and turned it on. It was smoking and stunk of burning chemicals. The ironic part: It was a police bomb squad truck!