Since there is a school at the other end of our property, I took the kids up to enjoy their playground equipment for awhile.
After playing hard all morning, I sat them down to have a Playdate Committee Meeting.
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I wanted to know what they wanted to do. So I began the meeting with a question. What is the first word that comes to mind when you think of your Playdate experience? While the older ones pondered, the three year old immediately blurted- "Popsicles!" Love it!
Next came, "Cousins," then "Friends," then "Creek," and "Chickens."
The big boys agreed that there wasn't much in the ways of toys for them, but really couldn't tell me toys they would enjoy.
So, I'm turning over some ideas in my mind about what we might do. I also told them that part of their role in Playdate now was to show the little ones the many things they've been shown.
The meeting wasn't long and soon they were off.
Giddy-Up noticed some new kids on a different playground and asked if he could check them out. I sent him on and he shortly returned with young fellow, new to all of us, declaring, "This is another cousin." Too funny.
There was time for dancing and spinning. The girls told me they were dressed as the past, present and future. For these girlies, imagination and creativity knows no bounds.
A little scrap building with the older boys- be still my heart. A new toy for the wee folk.
Poor baby. He came with a clear face, but seems to react to everything. Rae-rae chases him with ointment for healing it back up. He loves the outside as much as the rest of this cousins.
We waited until after supper to attempt the creek. The water was so cold that it didn't take long to move to just mud.
Usually, we make Easter candy, but due to the circumstances of the past week, I was short on time and just didn't make it to the candy supply store. So, I made Rice Krispie treats, cut them out in flowers and we painted those.
I found a little malted milk ball kit, where you paint white eggs with markers. Markers with NO red dye #40! With exception to Missy Bugg, they were much more interested in eating them than coloring them.
One thing never changes, and that is one worn out Gramerly at the end of the day, but grateful to the Good Lord, for lots of smiles, sharing, dreaming, imagining and keeping everyone safe.