That she then accidentally shook one of the bottles is best not mentioned...

[secretburning]

Me: "You've got about 15 minutes, then we're going to have a special snack."

(OK, I actually said "schnack." I'm Jewish.)

Rebekah: "What is it?"

Me: "It's a floatus rootbeericus."

Rebekah: "Float ... root beer ..."

[incredulous look]

Rebekah: "Root beer floats?"

Me: "Yep."

[doubtful look]

Rebekah: "Root beer? In our house?"

Me: "Yep."

[confused look]

Rebekah: "Root beer floats? Where? ... How? ..."

Another upside to having a soda-free lifestyle: The first time in her memory that we're having soda as a family takes on the feeling of a holiday.