Hey! Something's Burning!

So I stayed up WAY too late tonight, especially since I was tired by 9:00 (it's a little after 1:00 am, oops). I know it's stupid, but sometimes I am just too tired to climb the stairs, get ready, and get into bed. Tonight, I was getting really far on a cross-stitch that has been a UFO (unfinished object) for a while, too, which was added incentive to stay awake. Thank goodness I finally got up off my butt when I did.

I walked up the stairs and immediately smelled something burning. We have had phantom burning smells before, and it always freaks us out when we smell them at night - probably not the best sign, right? But tonight, I checked the office where H was calmly playing Xbox, totally unaware, and it wasn't in there. We walked into L and M's room and flipped on the light to see smoke from the top of their bunk bed where L was sleeping. H grabbed her and pulled her towards him away from the smoke. I climbed up to find she had smuggled a small reading light into her bed. She left it on, went to sleep, and the light got tangled up in her blankets. The blankets were smoking where a small hole had burned through the fleece and her sheets were all browned around where the light was. The mattress was really hot as well. I untangled the light and H unplugged it from the wall. Then we woke L up. She had slept through the whole thing - H and I were not exactly quiet - and the mess was only inches from her face when we walked into the room.

I now wonder what would have happened had I gone to bed earlier. Our room is down the hall and I never would have smelled it in time. H couldn't smell it because his door was shut to keep the noise down for the kids. She was in the top bunk of a wooden bed, tangled up in blankets that were catching on fire. I truly thank God that she's okay.