Tiger loves food colouring.
I don't get it, but there it is. Any craft or activity that involves the food colouring is a winner.
The stuff can stain anything, and my dining room chairs are ruined but what's furniture compared to a child's joy.
We do colour experiments and we've done lots of different art experiences with the stuff and I just tell myself that it's the experiences she will remember, not how many times mommy flinched when she had the bottles in her hot little paws.
Today I messed the experience up. I should actually read the little articles attached to the pins I save eh, if I had I would know we were supposed to be making a sun catcher. I should have been using a plastic lid so we could peel it off when it dried.


I'm straying from my original thoughts though. I just can't get over how expensive all her arts and crafts stuff is getting. Today I paid 6 bucks for food colouring.
Did I mention I'm not working right now?
The High Functioning Life, they'll remember the experiences.
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