Sometimes with sensory seekers you need to redirect hands that can get up to mischief. Well he’s 4 so maybe it’s just that he’s 4 but there’s been some undesirable behaviour recently. (I’m not going into detail because I want to respect his privacy)
Playtime needs to up its sensory game so here were yesterday’s ideas:
- No mess painting. Splodges of paint on paper inside a ziploc freezer bag. Squidging time!
- New slime. Yes I know you can make it but I bought some cool slime from Tiger. It took a bit of encouragement but he soon let me lay it on his hands and we were away.
- Pouring and squeezing bottles. I poked some holes in a bottle lid (blue tack under the lid and be careful using the knife). I filled a bucket put in cups, a jug and plastic bottles on the table outside. It was a great success. I love messy play that you don’t have to clean up. He was cautious at first but was soon squeezing and spraying. I could even see some bilateral skills which he is working on still.
I’ve got some rainbow beads on order to make the water more colourful and a new Sensory Play Ideas Pinterest board here.
Having time to write is the perennial problem, right?
Having a little boy who doesn’t play so well by himself means I am in demand frequently.
This morning however I have found that I can think about a back story for a short story I am writing as we played with Playdoh. Very therapeutic! I have scribbled some notes. Maybe it’s not my 1000 words but each step takes me further forward.
I was inspired by this infographic http://www.hodderscape.co.uk/infographic-14-top-tips-stephen-kings-writing/
Must have pinned this five times already.
This morning though number 3 struck me particularly. Sometimes situations or stories do come first but then when I come to write the backstory, I find the people are right there waiting for me.
Which way round do you find your characters?
In a few days we will be moving out of our small flat to a small house. We seem to have accrued a lot of stuff since moving in 6 years ago, getting married and having Little A. I mean who doesn’t need 32 1980s compiliation albums (here’s looking at you husband)?
Change is tough for little A so it is better to involve him in any activity. He flicked a duster at a few of our less breakable possessions this morning as I madly clean and sort.
The reality is though I cannot pay as much attention to him and he resists change. Queue choas. Drinks dumped out, eggs broken on the floor, toothpaste eaten… Behaviour that is showing me clearly he is already finding this week challenging. And being Little A he refused the Time Out handed out for this until he was ready and told me “I want time out on the bed.” Me too kiddo.
After calming play with the fans, some special time with play doh and of course some bouncing we have recovered. I may just leave everything else dusty.
To break the monotony of building the track and to encourage imagination we have been using sensory play for a few months.
Full credit to my fellow Early Birds Mummy friend who introduced me to the concept of rainbow rice and cornflakes.
Cue large storage box, poundland cornflakes and the emergency vehicles.
It took him a few minutes to get stuck in. But soon we were scrunching, putting the cornflakes in pots and then making it rain over the vehicles.
Cones provided a track for the cars until he decided they were ice cream cones. Lovely to watch the imaginary play. Although being a literalist he then HAD to eat the cornflakes. Which is why the end of the activity was this…
Little A was bored while I was cleaning the kitchen and started to empty out the recycling bag. He was naming the colours of the milk bottle tops so I seized the moment to make a recycled toy!
So I’d seen this brilliant blogpost, using mega blocks with your children’s family on. A great starting to point to develop language and understanding about family. This is the
Little A is saying cousin “co-eee” (Chloé) for both cousins at the moment. He knows they’re different people just says the same name. Thought there was a chance this would start to straighten him out.
Introduced myself to some parents today at playgroup and then told them little A’s name. That’s right, I actually told them my name first.
Not sure if last night’s story of mum make a date influenced me (storyofmum.com) but it’s just a small way I can put me first. Go to playgroup because chance for little A to run around like a maniac in a big space and like this one because it has a soft play section. However I also go to chat with other parents and speak English not mum-eze. Today we discussed the “joys” of working in call centres. Normal adult conversation for me, great fun for little boy. Job done.