Sunday, 8.30am, cold but dry (view from kitchen window) |
We used the following recipe which worked really well, but there seems to be lots of variations possible:-
2 tbs alun
2 cups flour
1 cup salt
1 cup water
2 tbs oil
food colouring
Put dry ingredients into bowl and stir. Mix water, oil and food colour together and pour into dry ingredients.
Mix/knead together for 4 mins (or 30 seconds in our case, but as they were going to play with it straight afterwars I figured this was the equivalent of kneading)
We tryed doing autumn colours but, whilst the colours when mixed in the water/oil solution looked exactly as we wanted, they became very 'bland' when mixed into a dough. By this time the boys creative juices were flowing and I didn't think they'd appreciated a pause whilst I adjusted my colour palette, so I just left them as they were. Next time I'll be sure to go heavy handed on food colouring, I mean it not as if they are going to eat it - well not all of it anyway!
We also tryed adding spices - cinammon and ginger - to the dough but that didn't work to well either. Apparently essensial oils are the answer!
This occupied them for a while, quite a while actually, but there are limits to everything - so on to the 'painting workshop'.
We soon have a very long car journey (all of 5 hours!!) ahead of us so I though i'd try and make it a bit more interesting for them and less noisy for us! I bought two wooden 'attaché' cases and gave them to the boys to decorate. For some reason Rémi chose to embelish his with the flag of Burundi , and Tino did a sort of 'rainbow' thing.
Now it's up to me to fill them with fun games, activites, snacks and supplies for the 'road-trip'. To be continued...
Nothing like a little fresh air are to re-fuel 'craftly' little minds |
This was only our '500th' visit to the helicopter landing pad! |
When I have said my evening prayer,
And my clothes are folded on the chair,
And Mother switches off the light,
I'll still be 2 years old tonight,
But from the very break of day,
Before the children rise and play,
Before the darkness turns to gold,
Tomorrow, I'll be 3 years old,
3 kisses when I wake,
3 candles on my cake!
(Festivals Family and Food - Diana Carey, Judy Large)
When my youngest son was turning four - that night before I sat on his bed and talked to him about his birthday. But he said, "I'm not sure I want to be four. I so loved being three." The things small children say -
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