It rained on Monday. Is that not the best intro to a post? And I happen to be a fan of the rain. I love listening to it while drinking a cup of coffee or reading a book. I am so excited that my new house has three sets of french doors that open to a covered, screen porch because I can listen to it all I want.
But on Monday I was not prepared because when it rains, us girls usually do fun things like crafts. But I packed all their stuff. So I had to get creative. I had heard you could make peanut butter play doh so I looked up some recipes online. The first one I found sounded awesome because you can eat it. And Ella eats anything. I mean anything! She and Cati helped make cookies today and she was licking flour. EWWWW! But I give her props for trying it.
Here was the first recipe:
2 c. peanut butter
2 c. powdered milk
1 c. honey or corn syrup
Awesome! But I do not have powdered milk just lying around. What would I use it for? So I moved on but I think I will try this one someday. The next one was more my speed:
Equal parts peanut butter and corn starch! BINGO! So I got started...
Here is what I learned as I embarked on a venture that should have seriously had me questioning if my mental faculties were turned to the ON position...Peanut butter is messy. And sticky. And OILY. So the directions should read 1 part peanut butter and 27 parts corn starch. So before I figured that out, I made this...
What do you mean you don't know what it is?
It's a CAR!
But it got a flat. And it may have met the foot of Godzilla the way the roof is kind of drooping there.
Hey, I live in Florida. It's hot here.
Cati made this...
Very creative use of a fork. Since it was the only tool I had to give her. And caps from juice bottles. We are simple, country folk over here.
I made a snowman! With toothpicks. I like him but he looks like an old man with no teeth.
You may wonder what Ella was up to...well here's a shocker...
She was eating it.
Cati made an airplane. So sweet but I would have had no idea without the toothpick wings to guide me. OK. I admit it. She had to explain it to me. And I saw the look in her eye that said, "the wheel is spinnin' but the hamster's dead." Let's just say Cati is the Picasso of peanut butter play doh art.
Then I made this. It is supposed to be a cupcake. I will not type out what my 3 year olds interpretation of this was. But it rhymes with soupy.
And today we baked cookies together! How fun! But I really don't understand the power of white chocolate chips. Do any of you? Why do they flatten and stiffen cookies? I am so baffled by this. Is it me? My pantry was packed with different chips so I threw 3 kinds in there. Was this wrong? Do I need a lesson in baking even if I followed the recipe on a generic bag of chips?
Look at them...
They are all flat and stiff. I just dunno. All of you savvy bakers out there need to gather me in the fold of "Baking Wisdom" and school me on the art of white chocolate chips.
But look at these cuties...
Ella sat on the counter while Cati stood on a stool and they helped me dump ingredients in the bowl. I love that these are memories they can hold on to for along time. I love spending time with these, messy, giggly, imaginative, sweet little girls.
Oh and one more thing. You will be happy to know...
I totally know who stole the cookie from the cookie jar.