He'd even set the table (we rarely eat at the table, normally on the couch in front of the TV) and lit a couple of tealight candles - aw.
So anyway, dinner time. Yum yum. So Lupo pulled open the oven door, took a hold of one side of the glass baking dish with the not-so-thick oven mit and said "Arghhhhh!" and put it back down. Then he went to pick it up again and this time said "Argh! Hot!" Meanwhile, I'm like, "Don't grab it out before getting a heat mat for the table!!! Just leave it in the oven!" And Lupo's still going, "Hot, hot, hot!" whilst doing this funny lifting up and bobbing about dance with the tray. Then he put the piping hot baking tray on the table - the laminate table.
Realising what he'd done, Lupo then lifts it back up and goes, "Hot, hot, hot!" And I'm like, "Just put it back down on the oven tray!!!!" For some reason he doesn't. Luckily there was a towel hanging over one of the chairs in the kitchen, so I grabbed that to take the baking dish out of Lupo's hands. As I lifted it to put it onto the heat mat, which I'd moved into place by then, the whole thing shattered!!!! Like, just shattered in my hand and fell to the floor. I was able to put some of it onto the table, but there was glass everywhere! Big jagged bits and tiny little flecks that you could only see as you moved around and light got reflected.
It was such a sad sight. Glass, crumbed prawns, fish, more glass... So we just swept it all up, threw it out and then went out for dinner. At least I think we went out for dinner. I can't remember what we did that night! But I do remember Lupo being very sad.
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The glass, the fish, the prawns, the towel and Lupo sweeping. |
I've got pictures of the table where the laminate has been lifted from the table. Will have to put them up too!
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