always on the lookout for new activities that Evening can try.Lately it seems like I’ve been seeing a lot
about water play.It looks like messy,
delightful fun, so I’ve been collecting the ideas for outdoor summer play.
came across another set of activities involving water play and learning colours.There were yellow bathtubs, shaving cream
paint, and it looked oh so wonderful.
I had to
the heat up just a little in the house and retrieved a shallow dish that I added a few
drops of blue food colouring and water to.I placed an old blanket and a towel on the floor, a few blue blocks into
the water, a wooden spoon, and then I added a green cup because apparently
I forgot all about the colour lesson.
I set it
down and Evening immediately crawled over to investigate, with Crookshanks the
cat hot on her tail.To my complete
amazement, this tiny dish of coloured water held her focus for 45 minutes
straight.As if that wasn’t shocking
enough, it held Crookshanks’ for 30.
the blocks out of the water, one at a time, and then put them back in, over and
over again.She stirred it with the
wooden spoon.She tasted the blue water
on the wooden spoon.She attempted to
feed it to Crookshanks with the wooden spoon, breaking out into giggles as he
playfully batted it away.
chuckled, because she was so quickly turning blue.Her hands, her feet, and all around her
was done playing, I peeled off her clothes to put her in the bath, smiling to
see blue streaksall over her.Then I proceeded to wash all that blue off so
we could go for our walk and run our errands.
did not wash off.
scrubbed harder.Evening protested
I just let her soak for a while…
No luck.She was blue.Smurfin’ blue!
these other blogs neglected to mention that this play would dye my darling girl…did I
use too much food colouring?Is there
some latent smurf DNA in our family tree?Was Crookshanks going to turn into Asriel?
I had no
idea.I did have some vague idea that
Evening’s daddy probably wasn’t going to be very impressed with my awesome mothering skills when he got home in
seven hours or so.
decided to cancel the errands and stay home for the rest of the day.Sometimes, when one is blue, staying home is best.
Evening, she did not notice.She
continued playing with her toys as though she didn’t match the sky, or have a
mummy who just got yet another nomination for the Worst Mother on the Planet.She also let me know beyond a shadow of a
doubt that I wouldn’t be scrubbing her face anymore.
decided that I might as well adopt her nonchalant attitude, “Pfffft!So what if I’m blue.We all come in different colours and I just
happen to be blue today.” As the
day wore on the blue gradually wore off, and much to my delight, she was barely
even tinged with blue when her daddy arrived home.
same, I doubt very much we’ll be making blue water again anytime soon.