This silly song kept running through my head this morning as I went downstairs and saw Jeff happily bottling his beer. The biggest gift mistake I've ever made was purchasing a beer-making kit for his birthday. I'd take it away but (a) I'm not his mother and (b) It gives him such joy and satisfaction. But not to worry, Mom--I closely monitor his alcohol intake. He can't have more than one bottle a night. And to his credit, he gives a lot away to friends and neighbors. Still, it creates an absolute mess as you can see:
Jeff at the start of his bottling process...He's so happy. His toy is hard to withhold.
Clamping down on the bottle cap.
Oh, no! A spill. One of many...dominating the kitchen. I just mopped and scrubbed to welcome company. Jeff will be cleaning up for the next hour.
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