Zahana and I spent a few hours home alone on Thursday. We found a fun new blog, The Chocolate Muffin Tree, and Zahana browsed through it to find some things she wanted to do.
First, we made gak. After playing with and exploring the different properties of it a while, she decided to experiment by adding ingredients. Adding sprinkles, salt, cinnamon, and cloves didn't give any results, but baking soda did. It got all slimy and the water started coming out of it.
Then we made fingerpaint.
Then she wanted to make cut out cookies. She wanted shape cookies. She's been loving shapes for probably over a year. We mixed up the dough, then realized we didn't have enough flour to roll them out. So she just made little patties with sprinkles.
Which tasted just as good.
I learned some things about my little girl. When browsing through the projects, she kept saying she didn't want to do any drawing. She wasn't interested in anything that had any coloring or drawing in it at all. Those are the things I would have picked out for us to do. What she was excited about was anything messy. The messier the better. I have always known she likes a mess. Her messes are memorable and many. She far exceeds anyone else in mess-making. And this has always been a source of frustration for me. I saw her messes as either mindless destruction or outright naughtiness. But Thursday the light came on in my slow, dense mind. To her, they are not messes, they are experiments. She is an experimenter. She is a scientist.
And now that I know, I feel like I can direct her in more constructive, less maddening pursuits.
Let the fun begin. :)