It turns out that Kool-Aid is not just an excellent thirst quencher for those poor, parched children at school dances and playgrounds. (If you don't rememember those fantastically creepy ads, scroll down. I can't decide if it's awesome or scary that YouTube exists to preserve all this shit.)
It turns out that Kool-Aid makes an excellent hair dye.
One Thursday, I got a call from daycamp. "This is the counselor, and the girls are planning to dye their hair with Kool-Aid. Um, is that okay with you?" Honestly, it's hair. I really don't care. (See: permanent red streaks in Liv's hair last winter, thanks to Tom's haircoloring awesomeness.) A tattoo? No. Hair dye? Sure.
That afternoon she came home smelling like grape Kool-Aid, but with the same dark brown hair she'd had in the morning. There was disappointment. There was gnashing of teeth. There was googling. There was an a-ha moment as Liv realized that she needed to boil unsweetened Kool-Aid with a small amount of water in order for it to take. (They used a big canister of already sweetened stuff, mixed with regular amounts of water.)
A few days later, I found my kitchen full of the neighborhood girls and pots of steaming green, red, and blue Kool-Aid concentrate.
Note for next time: More parental intervention might be necessary to ensure that when the girls "do the tips" they don't actually do half of their head. Not that this happened with the green Kool-Aid or anything.
Ah, the Kool-Aid pitcher man. Pretty sure his motto was "Never use a door when there's a wall or ceiling to smash instead!"