This morning started with an idyllic snuggle with Lydia in bed, during which she quietly cuddled with me and her stuffed animals while I read scriptures and listened to a conference talk. Near the end of the talk, she proposed that we make bath crayons. Absentmindedly, I asked her how we’d do that. She responded by saying, “Well, you need one cup of soap, and then you add two teaspoons of water. Then you add food coloring and mash it up, and then you cut it out with cookie cutters and put it in the freezer.”
I was astonished that she had the recipe memorized (she heard it on Creative Galaxy–maybe she watched the episode too many times??), and also that it sounded so easy. So I looked the recipe up on my phone and it was true! Soap crayons sounded pretty straightforward to make. After breakfast, we all made crayons together. The girls had fun, and I had the satisfaction of feeling like a fun mom for twenty minutes.
Making soap into bath crayons.
Mary unloaded my cupboards item by item and pretended that she was serving Lydia tea. Lydia was delighted to be served tea. I was delighted that they played so well together.
Abe took the girls through the car wash. When it started, Mary said, “Daddy, it’s scawy. I’m going to cover my eyes!” –and she proceeded to do this. Abe held her hand and took a picture.
Our favorite soup. It’s not that pretty, but it’s simple and tasty, and I need this picture for my portfolio.
Mary shared a vinegar bottle for FHE show and tell. Abe taught a lesson about ZOE, a Christian ministry organization we are a part of. We talked about some of the people in the mission’s latest newsletter, read some from the New Testament, ate more of Candace’s ice cream, and then let the girls take a bath with their bath crayons from this morning’s craft. Sadly, the evening ended with an epic tantrum from Mary when we refused to read her a third Curious George story. (When I suggested she take a Curious George book to bed with her instead, she screamed, “But I can’t READ it!!!”) Happily, she was so tired from her tantrum that she went to bed without any protest or sneaks out of the room.
Sadly, at the very end of the night, Abe found out that his Grandpa Forsythe passed away on Friday. His mom texted him on Friday but didn’t have Abe’s correct number, so he just found out tonight. We knew Abe’s grandpa was not doing well and feel grateful we got to Skype with him the week before he passed. Somewhere in my video files, and I have almost an hour of a video interview I did with Abe’s grandpa a couple years ago. He told me his whole life story, and I want to find that before the funeral.
We are trying to decide when and if to head over to Denver because the funeral is Monday. With our upcoming Illinois trip, Abe is going to be short on vacation days and won’t have any leftover to be with me whenever I go into labor, so we are trying to figure out how to make it all work.