Great Balls of Fire

Take one innocent-looking 3 year old boy. Add a wood-burning stove. Now throw in some matches. Uh huh. 'Nuff said. I have never seen a mother move so fast as when mom ripped my shirt off when it caught fire while I was trying to be helpful and light the stove. Never mind that mom wasn't trying to cook anything. Miraculously, she reacted so quickly - and from a different room, no less - that I don't think I even got singed. But I did learn that cotton shirts burn quicker than chunks of wood.