The spaghetti game

Alice comes running down the stairs. "Jazzy! Jazzy!!" she calls. "I have an idea".

"cool what is it!" I say, feeling as if I'm a little kid.

"we're the only ones in the house so…"

"let's play a game!" DAMN!

I'm a bit disappointed, but still intrigued.

"what do you wanna play?" I ask, pointing to the pile of old board games.

"no no no!" she yells waving her arms around " I want to play something jumpy and happy… like…TAG"

"ok, but you're it" I say, poking her shoulder. I'm about to start running, but then she yells "STOP"

"what?" I ask.

"I have a better idea!" she does a cartwheel, goes into the splits, comes back up again, and starts clapping.

"So…what is it?" I ask

"what's what?" she asks back. Silly Alice and her ADD. Then she remembers.

"Oh, the game, right" she says, nodding her head. "well, I'm a piece of spaghetti and you're the chef, and you need to test to see if I'm ready to eat, so you throw me at the wall to see if I stick!"

She spoke so fast that it takes me a few seconds to process the information.

"why not" I say as I pick her up.

"Ready?" I ask.

"ready" she repiles, and I throw her at the wall, we keep doing this over and over again for about fifteen minutes and not once did she stick to the wall!