When your child reaches the Rainbow Loom stage of life and you feel so clever for reusing an old veggie tray to organize them, make sure the lid is always snapped on.
This clean-up has become a regular family affair to the point where if my little boy and I hear my little girl cry out,
Oh no, help! I spilled them!”
we know what awaits us. Even their father has participated, as we didn’t want him to feel left out.
To help pass the time while we sort! hundreds! of! tiny! rubber! bands!, we talk about how there will be a lot of hard things in life and they need to be there to help each other through.
Then we usually discuss the fastest sorting strategy which invariably leads to my little boy dropping colors in the wrong places to try to make his sister’s head pop off. It’s feeling festive around here!
coming full circle 