Holy Terror watches the microwave from the counter as I toss in the popcorn bag and hit start.
The timer counts down. At about 25 seconds...Pop. Pop. Pop.
His eyes light up and we do the "popcorn dance". He pauses halfway through. "How does a popcorn grow?"
I put my thumb and forefinger together, the gap a kernal size. "The microwave starts and the kernal gets warm."
I lean closer, his eyes fixate on my fingers. "Then hot."
I lean closer still. "Then hotter."
I gather a breath. "And then....POP!" His body jerks as if shocked and he giggles.
I shrug and hold back my laughter. "Then it blows up into a piece of popcorn."
...heee hee hee...