Recently, a friend shared with me an activity that she did with her son that didn't go quite how she planned.
I thought I would follow suit with one of our P failures. By failure I mean in my own eyes it was a failure. The kids still enjoyed it. But I regretted bring out the activity almost as soon as I put it on the table. Without further ado I bring you: The puzzle senrory bin.
|It started out well, there was much scooping and playing.|
|Ethan attempted to use the tweezer thing to get pieces.|
|Hannah scooped and scooped.|
|Then a bowl of pieces were dumped on the table. |
I attempted to squash the desire to clean up and remain even keeled.
|They happily played, but with each piece that fell off the table I began to get more and more antsy.|
I don't like that kind of mess.
I gave in and ignored the inner monologue, sat back and watched the ensuing chaos and decided instead to shoot a video.