If you’re looking for a treat that is quick, easy, cheap, and clever to give to your child’s classmates or for a Halloween party, I’ve got your hookup. Mango made a lollipop ghost recently at his “party” at my husband’s university. The party is actually a Parents’ Night Out, but he loves it so much that he calls it a party. He thinks it’s for him! Haaaahaaaaa…anyway. He wanted to take his lollipop ghost for show and tell, and I thought I’d help make it interactive and fun for everyone by sending each kid home with a kit to make their own.
Admittedly, the shape of the lollipops we used isn’t ideal, like a Blow Pop or a Tootsie Pop, but these have NO artificial dyes, and um, we already had a million of them on hand. Trust me, they are plenty cute. The rest of the kit is a plain white napkin (also already had those), a few inches of fun colored ribbon (also already had), and an instruction sheet. I tucked it all into a treat bag from the dollar store ($1 for 24), but truth be told, I was planning on putting it into a snack bag if we didn’t make it to the dollar store. Just as good!
Hope your kids love them!Read More
Today, October 15th, is Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Day. Though it is something a lot of people still do not talk about openly, one in four women will experience this heartbreak in her lifetime. So, even if you think you don’t know anyone who has experienced a loss, I assure you, you do. You probably know a LOT.
Longtime readers will be familiar with my story. But I haven’t written much about our loss since it happened. Sometimes, I think I’ve “gotten over” the pain of losing a baby, whatever that means, but really, it’s just that the grief isn’t as sharp or acute that day as it was and will be on others. The pain hasn’t gone away, it has just become more manageable as time has passed.
Some people feel that I don’t have a right to my grief, that I never even got to know my baby and was “barely” pregnant, so what’s there to mourn? I hope those people never have to understand what there is to mourn. I was already a mother when I became pregnant a second time. I knew what it was like to feel a child flutter, then kick and roll and hiccup inside my body. I knew the rush of hormones and emotions that flood new motherhood with joy, awe, perfection, and terror. I knew what it was like to watch the idea we had evolve into the most incredible human we’d ever met. I knew motherhood in its intensity and its complexity.
So, I saw more than just two lines that day in February. I saw a baby. A person, whose future was yet to be determined, but for whom I felt intense love and longing. I saw a sibling for my son, a fourth person to make our family complete. I saw every dream we’d ever had realized in a heartbeat. A heartbeat. And just three days later, I found out that I’d never get to hear that heartbeat. That our dream was crashing down, shattering into a million invisible pieces across the ground, and I was the only one who ever knew – really knew – that it was real.
But you were real, weren’t you, little one? Even if no one else could ever see or feel evidence of your existence, I knew it. Your mama knew you, and your mama will never forget you. You were more than just a positive test. You were a person. You were someone. You were mine. And I love you.Read More
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Disclaimer: I was given a party planning package from MommyParties.com and Morton Salt with samples, coupons, and goodies to create this party.
When I was chosen as one of 100 hosts in 100 cities to celebrate the Morton Salt Girl’s 100th birthday, I was pretty stoked. You’d be hard pressed to find someone who loves salt as much as I do. I put it on everything, including bacon once when I had a few adult beverages. I. LOVE. SALT.
I got an adorable tin in the mail that looked like a giant can of Morton Salt. Fantastic! Inside was everything I’d need to host an awesome birthday party for the Morton Salt Girl. There were decorations, personalized M&Ms, coupons, samples (epsom salt – who knew?), and an awesome host gift for me – my own yellow Morton Salt umbrella!
Morton provided loads of recipes, activities, games, and even trivia. Here’s the details for the activity I chose for the party:
Salted Birthday Cards
- Construction paper
- White school glue
- Morton Salt
- Food coloring
- Paint brushes
- Each guest folds their sheet of construction paper in half (we skipped this)
- Write a birthday message or draw a picture with white glue
- Sprinkle salt all over the glue. Shake the card lightly to remove excess salt
- Combine the food coloring and water to make colors of your choice and use a paint brush to drip colors onto the salt.
- Watch as the color spreads across the salt to “paint” your cards!
Obviously, the results of this activity are not much to write home about, but watching the color spread along the lines of the salt was really cool! Try it the next time you need a rainy day activity – it’s pretty fun, and there’s lots of possibilities with this technique.
All in all, I’d say Morton knows how to throw one heck of a birthday celebration!Read More
Disclaimer: We received free tickets to this event in exchange for one announcement post and this honest review. All opinions are my own.
This year, Mango and I got the pleasure of once again riding the rails with Thomas (and Sarah & V from The House of Boys…& a Girl) at the NC Transportation Museum. The weather was pretty yucky, but everyone was excited. Three-year-olds are infinitely more wrangleable in these types of situations than two-year-olds, so it seemed a little more laid back this year too. I will admit, I had so much fun that I didn’t think to pull out my camera all that often.
We got there just in time to see Percy (or was it James? Y’all. I don’t know the difference. The green one?) chug by. It was an exciting greeting, for sure! Then we got in line, and the man of the hour, Thomas himself whooshed up next to us. The kids were positively giddy as we boarded the train. There, we were met by Thomas and Friends songs and decorations to set the mood. Mango chatted and smiled and hung his head out the window for the whole ride. This, he told me, was his favorite part of the day. Before we exited the train, he was presented with his Junior Engineer certificate and a big Thomas sticker.
Other than the train ride, there were lots of other activities. Bounce houses, mini golf, food trucks, and Sir Topham Hatt all awaited us after the ride. Because of the weather, we skipped most of that and spent some time inside the museum, checking out the cars and the model trains that were set up.
There was an amazing moment when Mango played with a model log loading train that had a working conveyor belt and chatted with the person who built it. Mango had a gleam in his eye, and I could see the realization on his face: this was built by a person. I am a person. I can build things, too. We had a very upbeat conversation about how he would also like to build things one day. You never know what little thing is going to spark the imagination and creative passion in your child that will lead to lifelong pursuits, but I’m absolutely certain that if he decides to continue building things, as he already does, we can point to this moment as a formative one in that journey.
Next, we decided to take a ride on the turntable and check out the roundhouse, where there were model trains, train tables – again, not nearly enough trains on the tables to head off the disagreements and tears that happened every other minute or so – and free 4-packs of a new product from a sponsor, Buddy Fruits.
After a trip to the gift shop, where Mango chose an expensive train neither of us had ever heard of (Scrap Monster. What is that even?), we headed out for lunch. Mango really enjoyed his first trip to “Pizza Roof,” as he called it. Clever child.
If you are lucky enough to find a Day Out With Thomas event near you, and you have a child in the age two-to-ten age range, GO! I can’t recommend this event highly enough. It was such an awesomely fun day.Read More