He put his little hand on the baking tray. “Ouch!” His mother took him to the sink for a splash of cold water. “I told you that they’re still hot,” she scolded. The innocently greedy boy started to cry. She felt horrible and tried to pacify him with a hug. He continued to cry. She handed him a glass of water. He sipped before he sobbed again. The mother felt like she would go insane if he didn’t stop. She handed him a piece of brownie that wasn’t so hot anymore. He didn’t want it. “I thought you were making mini cheesecakes,” he cried.
Bad Baking Day