My grandson asked why I always put the ice cube tray back in the freezer but crack the ice out over the sink with a spoon

My grandson asked why I always put the ice cube tray back in the freezer but crack the ice out over the sink with a spoon.

I told him the tray has a home, dear. The ice cubes have a journey.

Punchline

Besides, if I twisted it over the counter, we'd be finding rogue cubes behind the toaster until Thanksgiving.