
Fast forward about ten hours. I'm in the downstairs bathroom (the same bathroom Junie was in earlier when we lost the electricity), and what do I see? It's a pair of tweezers, which is not odd in itself, however, these tweezers were black and melted on the tips. Strange right? I think for a moment.. hmm.. Junie was in this bathroom when we lost electricity earlier. So I go find Junie and I ask her about it.

Me: Junie, did you put these tweezers in the electrical outlet earlier today?
Junie: ...
Me: Well did you?
Junie: If I don't say anything, that means 'yes.'
Me: "Yes" means yes Junie. Why did you put the tweezers in the outlet.
Junie: I didn't know I wasn't supposed to do that.
I think for second.. is it possible that we NEVER implicitly told Junie to NOT put anything in an electrical outlet. I couldn't specifically remember telling her that.. but she's eight years old.. surely she knows she isn't supposed to. I decide to ask Matt. I told him what Junie did and he said that he's told her numerous times to not put anything in an electrical outlet. So back to Junie.
Me: Junie, you have been told many times to not put things in an electrical outlet.
Junie: I put things in there all the time and nothing happens.
Me: WHAT? What do you mean you put things in there all the time? What are you putting in the outlets?
Junie: I put a Popsicle stick in once and nothing happened.
Me: Why are you putting things in the electrical outlet when you KNOW that you are not supposed to? Don't you know that that can kill you?
Junie: OK, I'll tell you the truth (this means that everything she has told me is a lie and she is about to tell me the truth). I do it because I don't think you know what you're talking about and I want to see for myself if anything will happen.
Me: What if you had been killed?
Junie: I wasn't
Me: But what if you had?
Junie: I wasn't.. geez.. it's not like I'm going to do it again.
Brilliant. Just. Brilliant.
P.S. Junie got to lose a Christmas present because of this.





