After PE at the Y yesterday, Elijah and I headed to Walmart. I needed a few things for my friend, Cari's baby shower last night, which Elijah didn't know about. Elijah wandered off to look at things that interest him and we met up at the checkout. He is very protective of me, never allowing me to lift anything heavy, and since there was a bread machine in the cart, he started unloading. After removing the bread maker, he turned back to the cart and saw two very large packages of newborn-sized diapers. He stopped cold.
He looked at me. Looked at the diapers. Looked back at me and asked, "Is there something I need to know?"
"Yeah," I said. "Mrs. F. just had a baby."
His relief was evident. Something about being the youngest and wanting it to stay that way.
Then, because he is 14 and his gut is a bottomless pit, he NEEDED something to eat for the 20-minute ride home. He grabbed a bag of Fiery Habanero Doritos. I looked at him with raised eyebrows but said nothing.
When we were on our way, he broke out the bag and popped one in his mouth.
"Mmmmmmm!" "Oooooo!" "These are awesome!"
Pop another chip. Crunch, crunch, crunch.
"Oh my dude!" (drop bag of chips and grab water bottle) "That's kinda hot!" (guzzle 16 ounces of water, wipe tears from eyes) "Whoa! Man, those are good!"
Crunch more chips, wipe more tears, blow smoke out ears.
By this time I was laughing so hard I had to pull over in the parking lot. He had tears rolling down his face while he continued to eat the offending chips and breathe with his mouth open in an effort to cool things down. I tried to take a video of him with my phone, but as soon as he realized what I was doing he put on the stoneface. Male pride, I think.
Then while we were driving home, he continued crunching and at one point pulled a chip out, held it in front of his mouth and blew on it, as you would a spoonful of hot soup. When our kids were little, we would tell them, "It's hot; foo it." Elijah started laughing and said, "Oh my goodness, I just foo-ed this chip."
This is my almost-15 year old talking.
"You foo-ed your chip???" (hysterical laughter)
"Yeah, what else do you call it?"
So the question of the day is, what do you call it when you blow on your food to cool it off? Please let me know the proper word usage as we'll be discussing this at the dinnertable on Friday evening.
Be thankful ~