The Joys of Boys, part deux

Let me just start this by saying that we usually have quite uneventful days. Easton plays great by himself and is really such a good boy. However, this week has been an extreme exception to the rule. Yesterday, we went to my Mom’s house to can some grape jelly. We got there before anyone else did, so it was just Easton, Averie and I. Easton was being a good little boy playing by himself, or so I thought. I went into the playroom to let him know I needed him to play quiet so I could make a phone call. I walked into the room to find a doll on fire. Yes, you read it right. There was a doll ON FIRE! I totally panicked and didn’t know what to do. I knew that my parents didn’t have a fire extinguisher, so I went and grabbed a towel and threw it on the fire. Thankfully, that put the fire out and we avoided a serious catastrophe. (Let me pause here and tell you how grateful I am that I went into the playroom when I did. It scares me to think what would have happened had I not gone in there. It’s now and only now that I can see the slight humor of the situation.)
I looked over at Easton and he was just standing there looking at me. On the table next to him was a box of quick light matches. The kind with the strip on the outside of the box that you have to strike to light them. I looked at the doll and I see a blackened match now fused to the charred belly of the poor baby. So many questions ran through my mind. Where the corn did Easton get matches and how the heck did he know how to light one? I did not have any idea what to do. I took Easton’s hand and practically threw him into time out. I didn’t even know what to do!! I called Landon and told him what happened and asked for some input on how he’d like us to handle the situation. He was super helpful and said. “Honey, I’m not sure what to tell you. Good luck.” Thanks hon! Luv ya!! Anyway, I got Easton out of timeout and had a lengthy heart to heart on how scary and dangerous matches can be. I’m not sure if I handled it the right way, but I didn’t know exactly what to do? So, my questions to you is how in the world would you have handled this situation? And please, let’s all pray that we don’t have a “part 3” to this post, k?