This morning Finn and I were making play dough and having a great time together. It was really sweet how excited he was getting about it. “Cook! Cook! Us! Cook!” I love it.
Then, the next thing I know we are both covered in raspberry colored flour and water. I mean really covered. It’s a blur. I am not sure how it happened. I think I was going to wash his hands and somewhere in the exchange of activities there was a slip of the hand.
It’s close to his nap time so I put Finn in his highchair to eat while I clean up. As I am wiping down the counters I hear Finn say, “cleanup!”. I say, “That’s right. Mama’s cleaning up.” I look over at him as I am saying this and see that he is washing himself in his glass of milk. Taking a napkin, using it as a wash cloth, and rubbing it in his hair and all over his body. And, I am going to go ahead and admit that I told him that he was doing a good job cleaning himself, laughed, and walked over to my computer to share this with you while he continued to “clean” himself.
When I let things be what they are, a whole new and fun world opens up to me. May we all find the joy in our messy adventures.