Science, Unleashed

Last night, my downsized condo somehow wound up as "the place to be," with 4 adults, 5 gymnastically driven grands ranging from the ages of 3 to 9 and one infant. Today, it's clear that nary a cubic foot of this small space was left out of the playground ambiance--including the closet where my HVAC system and water heater are stored.

I managed to successfully feed all 9 fairly simultaneously (minus the infant,) 

articulately tweaking condiments and portions per plate, to avoid the customary issues.

For a little post-meal entertainment, I positioned my largest stainless mixing bowl filled about 3/4 of the way with water on the kitchen floor, surrounded by the 5 "elder" grands. I knew they would enjoy observing the different sound effects produced by movement of the water in the bowl as they tapped the sides of the bowl with various implements like wooden spoons, wire whisks and metal spoons.

Always up for fun opportunities that facilitate out of the box discovery, I confine such sessions to ones I know won't involve an inordinate degree of post-fun cleanup (or worse--permanent household destruction.). A good time was being had by all (minus the infant,) from lively hands-on engagement (10-hands-in-all,) which should have peacefully culminated with acquisition of a new concept for each contributor.

Somehow, the process expanded to include vinegar, baking soda and at least a little bit of every available possibility, mainly located in the fridge and particularly the random mix stored on the fridge door shelves, not concluding until a myriad of spices, mixing devices and every possible catalyst had been depleted or worn out.

"Out of hand" may not fully describe my personal take on the activity, but it was getting late, and I decided to put off all but the very basic kitchen restoration until "tomorrow."

Somebody saved me from a postponed Sunday morning burden by hand washing the dishes, and diligently cleaning up all but a few remnants of the night's expansive scientific production.

QUICK QUESTION for the thoughtful person who helped me out--"Did you know you washed the dishes with the orthotic support band for my knee?"