We have added the foamy mixture in the measuring cup to flour and a bit of salt. The human female, true to form, has managed to get quite a bit of flour on herself and her surroundings. She and her mother are laughing like lunatics.
Sigyn is laughing too. And making flour angels.
Memo to self: Remember not to get in the kitchen with three females. Silliness has reached unacceptable levels. Call me when you three sober up.