——beck teaches a masterclass—----
Possibly the biggest clusterf**k I’ve ever been involved in.
The rubber banding went swimmingly. There’s a certain way you roll the shirt up and put rubber bands tightly in a pinwheel pattern. The kids didn’t understand why.
I tried explaining it between dodging errant flying rubber bands and keeping the baby on task. She’s overtired.
We got eight shirts tied. Then you soak them in soda ash/water. We had popsicles while we waited on that process.
We all got on old t-shirts from Mr.Wrekkers cast offs. I have latex gloves. They are too big for the kids.
(Interim: Moms came outside bringing sunblock…aww! Ma!!)
I mixed the dye up in squirty bottles. Lots of trash sacks on the picnic table. Took a deep breath and let the kids pick 2 colors each. We might do a third colors. We’ll see.
Here goes…oh…wait: must have a lecture on: not squirting each other, do not drink the dye, color inside the rubber band lines.
Here goes nothing. I hand the dye bottles to anxious little hands (and Hamza, who seems more anxious than the kids, for some reason).
What I can only describe as a colorful whirlwind we used every drop of dye. And somehow the baby only got pink on her shirt. She’s not happy about this. She needs a nap.
We got the water hose and very diluted bleach water for hands. Oh…wait…we need a lecture on not wiping your eyes or splashing the bleach water in the bucket.
The baby stuck her hands in the bucket. I hand to hold them above her head while the lil’wrekker helped the others. About 400 paper towels later we were clean and dry. The baby’s not happy cause her hands smell funny. She REALLY needs a nap. I keep pulling her thumb outta her mouth.
Okay. Nap time. Back to A.C. and the Disney Movie marathon. The baby’s not happy. She wants a princess movie :smack: I’m fixin’ to knock her in the head. Count to 10, Nana.
Instead I rock her to sleep and pull her thumb outta her mouth about 800 times.
I REALLY need a nap.
After the dye cures we’ll unwrap and unband.
It’s not exactly instant gratification but they will be surprised and happy with the results.
And I’ll be the Cool Nana again!
b. Somedays I need a thumb to suck, too.