Last night we made Jiffy Pop. Leah actually made it. It's a wonder our parents let us do this. You hold that flimsy metal handle and shake the foil-topped pan on top of the red hot burner. And I remember doing this unsupervised.
To tell you the truth, I couldn't even enjoy it. I thought Leah was going to burn her arm. Whenever I reminded her to be careful, she'd turn around and scowl at me which only raised her chances of getting burned. Never take your eyes off the stove!
And for anyone who is concerned, that is a temporary tat on Leah's arm.
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