Eli’s cleaning up the kitchen and comes to the desk to ask me where to put something. He’s holding a big bottle of olive oil I used while cooking tonight.
I tell him that it goes in the cabinet, on the shelf under the peanut butter, with the other oils.
He leaves, then yells from the kitchen, his voice slightly muffled as his head is in the cabinet, “Wow. So THAT’S what oil looks like when it’s not in a blast can!”
It’s funny how you don’t think about things like that, how my kids have always seen me grab the can of Pam when it comes to oiling a cookie sheet or frying an egg. Just grab a can, and spray.
Ah, the wonder of seeing liquid oil inside a real glass bottle! LOL