There's a Reason I Keep These Things Unplugged

First of all I'd like to thank my mother for buying Jesse a lightweight stool he can carry around and put to use wherever he sees fit, allowing him to access all sorts of nightmares I'd been trying to shield him from. While writing for this very blog just a second ago I looked over to see Jes up on his stool (as usual), fidgeting with the dials on our counter top toaster oven, which he had turned up to about four hundred degrees. Why? you ask, was that necessary? Well to cook the baby carrots he had loaded in there, of course. And now I would like to thank Jim for moving the computer into the kitchen for me.