You may have gathered by now that I ‘do’ messy. Some may say that I do messy rather too well and some look at me in a complete haze of bewilderment as I put together trays of cornflour, water and food colouring, get all the sprinkles out for a spot of cake or biscuit decorating or happily let the children make mud bombs in the garden.
I am thrilled that my children enjoy getting their hands (and feet, and to be fair, the rest of them) messy – they relish sticking their hands in stuff to see how it feels and what they can do with it. We have been known to start outside with a roll of lining paper and some paint (in a bid to perhaps do some handprints) and finish with me hosing them off and then popping them straight into the shower after a few handprints turned into naked paint surfing down the garden.
Obviously I’m not going to post pictures of that – and as much as I’d love to post a mud fuelled gunk festival the children were much keener on staying inside (in the dry) this week. So here’s a picture of our dining table –
We have on the go, pastels (dust everywhere), glitter pens, papercraft, different types of glue, ribbon, buttons, sequins, pens, the Brownie badge book, some fabric paints and goodness knows what else. I will concede that there is a packet of wipes in the picture, but they are a permanent feature on the table – they get glue off the tablecloth ever so well!