Crystal Lite is evil...

Well, as much as I like crystal lite, it may forever be banned from my house!! Jaden, the wonder-kid, was at it again. He made a huge mess in the living room in the 2 minutes I was upstairs putting some clean laundry away in the drawers. He thought it was great fun to toss the piles of clean, folded laundry that I had stacked on the couch up into the air. Confetti clothes... gotta love it! Anyway, I chased him out of the living room and sent him upstairs to play in his room. You know, the room that already looked like a bomb exploded in it. Only problem was that he slipped back down stairs into the kitchen. About five minutes later I walk into the kitchen and there he is, in all his crystal lite glory, sitting on the counter. He had pushed a chair up to the counter and was sitting on the counter. He had gotten the little tub of Fruit punch flavored Crystal Lite powder OPEN!!! He was having a blast mixing bright red powder into Kaylee and Ethan's leftover milk in their cereal bowls from that morning. He even added a little fiber with some wheat kernels from the jar on the counter. Whole wheat fruit punch and milk soup anyone??! There was powder EVERYWHERE! I stripped him down and hosed him off in the bathroom sink. Then I tackled the kitchen. If you have ever spilled that stuff on the counter then you know, it takes bleach to remove it. I figured my Lysol kitchen cleaner spray, with bleach, would be best. I scraped up as much of the dry powder as I could, then I started spraying. Well, the powder is kinda pink, but once it's wet... let's just say that I am glad no police stopped by my house as I would have been arrested on the spot for the murder that had obviously taken place in my kitchen! Questions would come later! Red liquid covered everything; the front of the cabinets, the counter top, the cookie jar, the chair he used to climb up on, the floor, the cabinet handles, there were red finger prints (and yes, I do mean fingerprints, ridge detail and all!) over every conceivable (and a few inconceivable) surfaces in the kitchen. The more I cleaned and sprayed, the more red there seemed to be! When I finally managed to clean it up to the point that my rag was only slightly pink after wiping the counter down... yet again... I gave up. I walked back into the living room to finish putting away the laundry that I had already folded... twice, only to find Jaden sitting in the middle of the rug, surrounded by unfolded laundry. Some of which, he is attempting to put on. A leg thru an arm hole, an arm through a leg hole... you get the idea. Nap time could not come soon enough, for my SANITY and his LIFE that is!