Being very diligent about the directions on the container, my husband shook it well before opening.  From the other end of the house I heard noises I’d never heard before.  Deciding to check it out, I was warned “don’t walk over here.”

He shook the bottle well, started to unscrew the lid and pop – keifer flew to all four walls and of course the ceiling!  We will probably spot keifer until the “cows come home” – thank goodness we still need to paint the kitchen walls!

Shaking my head I just went to bed leaving him with clean-up duty!