When my son was younger, keeping him entertained on a long trips was difficult. I remember one particularly daunting trip to Thailand where I thought I was going to lose my mind with his constant whining.
I love my son dearly, but the sounds he was capable of making while crying, "I'm bored," could send me right over the edge of sanity and into the realm of needing a padded cell and a Valium.
So, somewhere along the way, I learned that wrapping my son's snacks in pieces of aluminum foil could keep him busy for hours. As D happily unwrapped gummy bears and gold fish from multiple layers of foil, I would drift into the blissful (oh, so blissful!) sleep of an over-worked mom. Upon waking two hours later, my son would grin happily up at me, proudly showing off a tin foil spaceship, dinosaur, or robot.
It's amazing how a little piece of aluminum foil can save a parent from wanting to open the cockpit door and jump to her death!
Photo courtesy of freedryk at Creative Commons
Posts
Keep any left over sculptures?
ReplyDeletehaha i still do this all the time.
ReplyDeleteI used to rub them over and over until they were as smooth as a mirror.
ReplyDeleteI love to read about travel experiences. Aluminum foil is gold in some instances! I also used to rub them until it was the smoothest texture.
ReplyDeleteThe blog looks really nice.
charlotte
They say no land remains to be discovered, no continent is left unexplored. But the whole world is out there, waiting, just waiting for me. I want to do things-- I want to walk the rain-soaked streets of London, and drink mint tea in Casablanca. I want to wander the wastelands of the Gobi desert and see a yak. I think my life's ambition is to see a yak. I want to bargain for trinkets in an Arab market in some distant, dusty land. There's so much. But, most of all, I want to do things that will mean something.
ReplyDelete