99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall...

99 bottles of beer...take one down and pass it around...98 bottles of beer on the wall.
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.