Robots!

This month we have been enjoying playing with our robot sensory bin. I got some clear beads for playing with but they weren't enough to cover the bottom of the bin. I didn't want to spend any more money on them (being the big cheapskate I am) so, I decided to get shiny, metallic foam sheets (.50/each)to cover the bottom & then put the beads on top. I'm pleased with how it turned out and Mia loves it!

 In the bin: 

Foam star stickers ($5 but will reuse in other projects), Letter beads ($1), Clear pony beads ($4), Foam sheets ($2) Pasta we dyed with rubbing alcohol & food coloring (free), Robots ($1, Michael's). Total cost: $13.

The Riddler

I've been making some fun stuff but haven't uploaded pics...so that will be for another post. Instead, I wanted to write about an epiphany I had yesterday. I used to do crossword & sudoku puzzles. Now I keep mentally sharp by trying to figure out what on earth my child is talking about. Mia has a knack for never answering a question directly. As it turns out, I actually live with The Riddler.

Here is a conversation I had with my three year old yesterday:

M: I'm hungryyyyyy.

Me: Ok, would you like some toast? or a bagel?

M: I want humthin else.

Me: Ok. What?

M: Humthin Daddy give me yessaday.

Me: Ok. What is it?

M: A special treat.

Me: A treat? For breakfast? Like an apple juice?

M: No, a FOOD.  Daddy give me yessaday!

Me: I don't know what Daddy gave you. What is it called?

M: Humthin you hold and then you eat.....You put it on a plate.

**At this point I gave up and texted Charlie. If you guessed it was a popsicle you are both correct and insane.**

Or...

M: May I watch a movie please?
Me: Sure. What do you want to watch?
M: Humthin I seen afore.
Me: What's it called?
M: It's a short one.
Me: What is it's name?
M: On the 'puter. Humthin I seen afore.

**resisting urge to bang my head against the wall**

Or...

M: I wanna do humthin.

Me: Ok. Let's do a puzzle.

M: No. Humthin special.

Me: Hmmm. Alright. You want to paint?

M: No! Humthin special!!

Me: (Silent)

M: I wanna do humthin special.

Me: (It is clear to me at this point that she has something particular in mind). Sigh...can't you just tell me what it is?

M: Humthin. Special.
Me: Yes, I heard that. I don't know what you're talking about.
M: I'm talking about in your closet.

Me: You want playdough? (the only "humthin" to play with in there)

M: Sure! That's a good idea!

 

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