After 5+ years of dealing with kid-smashed food/playdough/who-knows-what in the many (not baby/toddler-friendly) crevices of our table, we put the kids to work cleaning up their own mess this morning. It was a nasty job that involved vinegar-soaked toothbrushes and scraping-knives and water-logged washclothes (and even headlamps at one point...), but they did it without complaining (and it was the only real chore we asked them to do all weekend).
To counteract that yucky chore, I let them help me bake banana muffins and chocolate chip cookies. Rolling the dough is where their skills really shine, apparently, as Cora said "Oh, I know how to do this! I did this with Gramma at Christmas!"
Since they behaved so well all day Saturday, and screen time was still not allowed due to another rough week for James, I built them a fort in James' room (his bedspread acted as the ocean, since it has sharks all over it). Which turned into them later building their own fort in Cora's room with the Fort Building Kit. And also turning their bathroom into the camping room. I lost track of how many times we de-cluttered floors this weekend, but oh well, they had fun!
While Skyping with Grambot and PawPaw this morning, they started playing dress-up (side note: D&T, that Belle dress is worn almost every day still, and usually with the "purple sparkle" tights) and taking turns bursting out of Cora's closet to perform "shows" for us. At one point there was a large argument over whose turn it was to perform (spoiler alert: not Cora's) and even though James cried his sensitive heart out in the closet, we eventually cojoled him out while Cora screamed a fit in his room. And because he is seriously the BEST BIG BROTHER EVER, he stopped his show to perform physical comedy to calm her down and make her smile, then proceeded to dance with her and share the "show". Never a dull moment around here, folks.
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