Root beer is sticky. Really sticky. We had some cans of soda left from the party. We don't drink a lot of soda around here but I didn't want to throw it away. Until now. Mike and I were finishing eating while Gryffin was playing with his balloons when he picked up a can of root beer and threw it to the ground. It popped open and sprayed everywhere. Mike and Gryffin were covered, I was from my knees down. Mike and I laughed, it was all we could do. Also covered were the ceiling, walls, table, chairs, floors, cabinets, stove, counters, window, you get the idea. We cleaned up as much as we could but there is still a lot left. Tomorrow I guess its Kitchen day. We will just have to deal with sticky floors until then because after chasing Gryffin around the backyard this afternoon I'm done for.