More than 2 years ago she asked me if Coop needed anything (she was shopping for his birthday present). Of course he didn't need anything (this is also the same mother that gave us so many hand-me-downs that I haven't purchased clothes for either of my boys in about 428 days). So she asked if there were any toys that I absolutely didn't allow in my house. At this point I was not wanting to let on that I lacked the mother astuteness that she obviously had and I said something like, "Ummm, nope we're pretty laid back. I allow almost anything."
Then we bought Moon Sand.
Moon Sand is a mess. It doesn't get to come in the house. And you know what I learned about it yesterday? If you leave any specs of it behind (outdoors on the patio in 98 degree weather) it melts into a gelatinous mess of grease and day-glo color. It's almost as aggravating as the slimy, silver "web" included with some Spiderman action figures. That is like a science project gone wrong.
Long story longer, NOW I get it.
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Good to know about the moon sand!
BTW I went and looked at your really old blog entries - tiny Mason was so fun to look at!
Funny post...I had a similar experience this week and it was only a bar of yellow soap, probably "dial." Alex asked if he could carve it outside on the driveway...I couldn't imagine that it would be much of a problem, so Auntie gave permission. WRONG...it left a blob of yellow, greasy junk that I literally shoveled off the driveway, leaving an oily messy spot. Note to young moms...don't carve bar soap on the driveway.
HAven't got to read blogs for a few days. Loved catching up. Cute boys, cute adventures, cute mom. Made my evening. Pretty much the highlight of my day.
Don't put "Silly Putty" in your ears when you swim either!!!!!
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