Note to self: Don't cook things that aren't edible.
We made salt dough and the girls made shapes out of it today- hearts, stars, handprints, stuff like that. Then we popped it into the oven to harden for 2 1/2 hours. The problem was- that stuff smelled SO GOOD like yummy cookies or cake but tastes like solid ocean (as Khalil said). It's not for eating. And poor Teresa was totally fooled and cried plaintively when I wouldn't let her eat any 'cookies'. It was torture. Maybe we just better make some real cookies now.
Second note to self: Don't leave little girls alone with a set of poster paints.
I went off to nurse Teresa to sleep for her nap while girls were painting their dough shapes and when I came back, there was paint EVERYWHERE, including the whole table, the hands and arms of said little girls, and dripped all over the carpet. I thought they could handle it and they said they could, but imaginative possiblilties of paint just took over in my absence.
Posted by Bahiyyih at April 6, 2006 03:33 PMWhat, no pictures??? Oy, Bahiyyih, the girls are lucky it was you and not me. My love to you all from work. I'll see you this evening. And I can help clean up if there's any cleaning up remaining.
[I telephoned Bahiyyih today with a really lame question, and asked how her day was going. She said, after a pause, "read my weblog."]
I'm sure this will be the kind of thing that will be hilarious in a few years (or even weeks), but for now, you definitely have my sympathy. And I know that Teresa knows what a cookie looks like, and how urgent she feels about experiencing life.
Love,
Billy