Marble painting

Long week for Sam and the mother of Sam. He was out most of the week with a head cold delivered to him during a recent playdate.

Yesterday he was fine, but it hadn't yet been 24 hrs since his temperature had spiked to 100 degrees, so he was forced to stay home. Susan, rising to the occasion and responding to Sam's sudden urge to paint, suggested marble painting.

In this method you tape a piece of paper to a cardboard box after putting some splotches of paint on it. You then drop some marbles in and move it around, allowing the marbles to Pollack up the paper.

As you can see, it was a real success. :-)

He's back in at school today. This morning he asked me on the way in, "Is there mini gold courses in Egypt?" I said I didn't know but could check (google says: Yes!), but Sam said he guessed not.

Miniature golf has taken up residence in the same part of his brain previously reserved for the board game Mousetrap.

Sam had a hard time going to school this morning. Played various delay tactics, and admitted in the car that he was worried about lunch and afraid he would eat alone, without friends. He said this with parentheses around his eyes, trying not to cry. I think he still remembers well the times when he was forced to sit alone at lunch to avoid peanut contamination.

Nothing harder than seeing your kid worry like this--even though I knew he'd be fine.

Right now Susan's on her way to pick him up from Montessori, and thence back to Juli Elliots', where Sam will enjoy his first ever cookie made with peanut-free dark-chocolate M&Ms (actually, Skippers, which are far superior) and almond butter. Yum! The day ends better than it begins, which is probably the way it should be.

Have a good weekend!