Rainy Day Play
We started out with the exciting idea of setting up the tent and listening to the rain.
It was magical for about 4 minutes. Both boys and mom in the tent tossing around our ball. Reading poems about raindrops as big as children.
Then I noticed puddles forming.
Even with plastic underneath, water was soaking through the bottom of the tent.
So we abandoned ship in favor of drier and warmer activities.
Like making a collage of spring flowers and plants.
And talking about how the rain helps our herbs grow.
And making purple play dough. {Peter's idea} ;]
Soon after these adventures, we were invited to take a short field trip with friends {yay!}.
Out of all the cool old-fashioned toys, Peter immediately pounced on this little homemade flute/recorder thing.
And the rain subsided. And the naps ensued. And the blogging commenced.
It was magical for about 4 minutes. Both boys and mom in the tent tossing around our ball. Reading poems about raindrops as big as children.
Then I noticed puddles forming.
Even with plastic underneath, water was soaking through the bottom of the tent.
So we abandoned ship in favor of drier and warmer activities.
Like making a collage of spring flowers and plants.
And talking about how the rain helps our herbs grow.
And making purple play dough. {Peter's idea} ;]
Soon after these adventures, we were invited to take a short field trip with friends {yay!}.
Out of all the cool old-fashioned toys, Peter immediately pounced on this little homemade flute/recorder thing.
And the rain subsided. And the naps ensued. And the blogging commenced.