If you follow me on Instagram you may have already seen my disastrous attempt at one of our sensory play sessions with Toddler. I say disastrous, but really that’s a little extreme as for the first 15 or so minutes it was great fun as he sat and played with the bag of flour I tipped into our small paddling pool in the kitchen.
It was lovely watching him explore and squeal with delight as he grabbed handfuls and threw it in the air then pushed his toes in, swirling around and making patterns. My mistake came in asking Tween to keep an eye on him for 5 minutes while I nipped to the loo. I returned to a trail of white foot prints from the kitchen into the lounge and the 2 of them laughing as they rubbed their feet and made patterns all over the dining room floor. Even the Teenager stopped briefly to sprinkle flour on his baby brother’s head as he walked by on one of his food scavenge trips.
I won’t go into great lengths about the epic clean up afterwards, but needless to say Toddler didn’t look as clean faced as he does below.