Anyways, I walked over to what I thought was a pile of ashes and stared at it, only to learn that it wasn't just a pile of ashes it was our completely melted 42 gallon black trash can as seen here in its former glory:
And here it is after we were done with it:
Oops! My bad!
As far as we can tell a small spark probably jumped out of the ashes and into the trash can, which was sitting near the grill because Tim was going to use it to scoop the ashes into. And that’s how we almost burned down our freakin house!
PS- On a happy note, naked Clive didn't pee on the floor, he just spit up and rolled around in it. I don’t know which one is worse, but I’ll take it.
PPS- I know I didn't mention Scarlet but here's an adorable picture of her with Clive. There, now I'm no longer a bad parent... for the moment anyways.
Clive was pushing Scarlet around in the walker