Oil dancing

In this usual routine but rare occasion of cooking in my little kitchen, i have this little but sweet encounter with my friend, OIL.
I was heating up the oil on my lovely Asia Pottery discounted clay pot which was sitting on the halogen cooker. Some tiny dots of water must have somehow settled in the oil and caused it to 'dance' out of its original place of pot. Smear of oil somehow landed on my hand ---- usual incident for all who frequent kitchen. But i was hearing myself talking to the oil," hey，你不要喷我啦。" then I deliberately laughed at myself. It's funny to tease at the untalking OIL.
我想我就是这样子，像孩子一样在厨房里一面工作就一面感受很多乐趣。
也向孩子学习了什么是 “游戏式的完成工作”。。。。。。虽然我偶而还会破口大骂。：P