Sprite and Koolaid don't mix!

Jackie was rummaging around in my cupboards while I made lunch and found a package of red koolaid. She really wanted to try some and insisted she had never had it before. I explained that I didn't have anymore empty pitchers to make it in. As I began to argue with her about it my eye caught the 3 full bottles of sprite on my counter that were left over from a party we had earlier in the week. Trying to be a fun and inventive mom I suggested we mix it in one of those. I figured if I'm gonna let her drink pure sugar water, which is all koolaid is, what's another 20 grams of sugar, right?! As I opened the lid of the 2 liter the question raised in my mind- how am I going to mix this? Hmmm...oh, well, I'll figure it out! As I poured in the koolaid the soda began to fiz. "oh cool!" I thought, "The carbonation is going to mix it for me! Awesome! This is going to be revolutionary and yummy!" I visualize showing my husband (who is a soda as well as koolaid fan) when he got home of our new creation and being praised for my ingenius idea that would quickly spread to all our friends. Being a woman, this all quickly ran through my head in the 2 seconds I thought that life was good. As I came to, I quickly realized that the fizzing was building much to fast to be just mixing the drink. The soda was going to explode! And fast! Now why is it whenever I get in panic mode the stupid cells take over? If my brain is really moving that fast I should be able to come up with a smart solution right? I guess not. Because instead of simply pointing the soda down the drain, which is right next to me, my brain said, "Quick! Stop it before it goes everywhere! Put you thumb over it! You can stop the explosion with your thumb!" Ha! Right. We all know what happens to a hose when you put your thumb over it. So instead of the soda pouring out of the bottle it sprays ALL OVER my kitchen! I don't think I emphasized the ALL OVER enough. ALL OVER! After 2 seconds of chaos the smart cells decide to FINALLY show up, "Put it down the sink!" Thanks alot smart cells! Where we you 4 SECONDS ago?!!! When the soda was done with it's tantrum I scanned the room at the damage. Red Koolaid was all over my walls, counter, appliances, oh crap, AND Jackie. Somehow, I miraculously stayed clean, except for my hands of course. Unbelieveable. In four seconds I had made my kitchen look like location of the chain saw massacre. All Jackie could say was, "That was a bad idea Mom."