Check the Toaster!

A while back, I warned Scott that it was important to check the toaster before using it because it's stored on a low, open shelf where Jacob often plays "rock band" with the pots and pans. A few days later, forgetting my warning, Scott put some bread in the toaster and within seconds the smell of burning "something" filled the air. It turned out Jacob had dropped a wooden cylinder into the toaster, which came out looking a bit like a BBQ'd hotdog.

Tonight, months after this mishap had time to leave my mind, I went to make some toast. It wouldn't pop down, but I kept trying, pushing the lever harder and harder. Finally, I looked inside. Lo and behold, a small wooden spoon was hiding in there. And a plastic fork was wedged on the other side, just in case I found the first one too easily. As if it's not already exciting enough discovering strange objects hidden inside a pot every time I take off a lid...