Recreating the "Oatmeal Incident"

This whole thing has a history even beyond the very cool post that Amber B. posted not too long ago.
Once upon a time, Paul (my brother) or I (not sure who) spilled a container of oatmeal. What ensued was since remembered (at least by me) as "the time we slipped and slided on oatmeal." I love that my mom was go-with-the-flow and didn't get hung up on keeping her house so pristine that she deprived us of having a fun memory... So when Amber posted about doing it with her kids, well, how could I resist? I didn't wait for an accidental spill -- Sarah loved it! I plan on doing this again sometime, but not often enough for it to get old...