If you’re not new here you know that last week(end) was a tough one for me. I mean, a person can only take so much poop and vomit before they’re forced into drinking their dinner, right? In the midst of the madness there were a few bright spots of mess. The good kind of mess that kids need for … you know.. stimulation purposes. Or learning. Or whatever. And I was already in a “what else could possibly happen?!” mood, so cleaning up copious amounts of shaving cream? CAKE. No problem. Bring it on! So we did. Along with permanent glitter paint (which, in hindsight… just no), homemade play dough that started off looking like runny cake batter* (I wasted three cups of flour on this??) and little sparkly confetti. One of the big pluses of having girls is all the sparkles we get to play with. Just ask Kyle. Jovi painted her and Aven’s faces with pink glitter nail polish today. Awesome. No lack of bling around these parts! (that’s what she said?)
Everyone knows Walmart is the most terrible store ever, and they don’t even have washable glitter paint! So we used permanent, which got stuck in Aven’s hair and made me cut her bangs. But it doesn’t count as her first haircut because I say so. Anyhoosit, Jovi had been talking about “becoratin punkins” all last week, ever since they chose their own at the pumpkin patch. She was soo excited. But we had to have time to do such things, so we waited until the weekend. If she doesn’t look very enthused in the above photo, it’s because she wasn’t. We did this after her nap. Good and rested, right? Nope. Surly. Pouty. Complainy… turns out she had woken up from her nap only to come down with a 102.1 degree fever. Poor kid! So her pumpkin got half-heartedly painted with not even as much gusto as she would have had otherwise. Oh well. Life and all that.
But Aven had fun! She soon got bored of the pumpkin, though.
I can’t even tell you how much I had to scrub to get the paint off. 😐
My little sicko ❤
After painting and after Jovi’s fever broke, I was like crafts, things! what else can I have them do to keep them from pooping all over the house? (Oh and that’s so gross. Don’t mind the food-ick on the side of the high chair. I am embarrassed. But I’m not really. We live in our house, OK?)
Homemade pink playdough with glitter! The shiny things kept them distracted enough so that they didn’t throw my cellphone in the garbage or try to flush the cat down the toilet.
(*OK so I didn’t copy and paste the directions in their entirety, just the directions. So I didn’t realize I’d made a cooking recipe. Once I added it to a pot and stirred it over heat it all came together. And my white spatula has permanent glitter specks on it now. You’re welcome, Kyle! Eh. Something to look at while cooking, yes?)
Jovi used googly eyes to make monsters. Aven….
…she ate said googly eyes. Can you tell there’s something in her mouth?
But you know, plastic tastes like plastic so she decided to taste-test the playdough. So what if there’s 2 cups of salt and some lemon juice? Tastes like chicken!
Later, Jovi asked to play with some old bubbles I had laying around
since 2008 so I uncapped it and let them loose outside. The bubbles were broken, according to Jovi (they had lost their bubble mojo) so I dumped it and made new ones with dishsoap and water. I know right? I am a chemistry whiz! But they didn’t last long and Aven somehow got ahold of the bottle and spilled it all over the table outside and the deck. I was still very much in my “meh” frame of mind (remember all the poop and vomit? I DO) and I watched as they played in the liquid, spreading it around and making a thick lather. ding! I’ve always wanted to let them play with shaving cream, why not now? So we did.
Jovi was beside herself with crazed happiness that I was actually encouraging them to be as messy as possible. I suppose that’s something I need to work on.
Aven was unsure and very much What is happening right now?? but she eventually got into it.
I told her to show me her hands.
Both girls loved the soft squishiness. And the ease of making marks through the cream on the table. They were both full of squeals.
Shaving cream is one of those substances where once you get a tiny amount on yourself, it gets all over. I used a rag to wipe Aven’s mouth and suddenly I was covered in the stuff without ever actually touching it. It’s like by osmosis or something.
We went straight to the tub. : )