Chad had put potatoes in the toaster oven for dinner. I suppose this was the first time he’s done so (oh - there I go, still persisting!), because he was overly (damn!) frustrated with the fact that I didn’t have an exact timeframe to give him, for when they’d be ready.
It went a little something like this:
The toaster oven shuts off, as the timer runs out.
Chad squeezes the spuds.
J: Are they ready yet?
C: No.
Chad proceeds to turn the timer on for 15 minutes.
J: Chad…
Jenny reaches over and swings the device to “Stay On”.
J: Why don’t you just do that?
C: ‘Cause I want to know how long it takes. I’m keeping track of the time.
J: No you’re not!
C: Yes I am! Then I’ll know how long it takes, from now on. We don't know how long it takes, 'cause that's what YOU always do.
J: So what!
C: Well, I want to know - for next time.
J: It won't be the same, next time!
C: Why not?
Pause
J: ‘Cause every potato is different!
Pause. Pause.
BOISTROUS LAUGHTER ensues.
We now have a Slagle catch-phrase for “those moments”.
2 comments:
Love it!!! Plus, who knew a toaster oven was so very handy!
oh, yeah - we don't have or even need a regular stove, between the toaster oven and our electric or gas burners - plus, we conserve energy that way :)
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