I am not a boy, so I don’t get it, and I’m sure I never will. I have a file folder with recipes for ‘science experiment stuff’ I found a bunch of fun ones. The boys would have none of it….unless it was ‘gross stuff’, that serves the purpose of nothing else, but being gross. (sorry for the lack of pics, apparently I don’t like to take pics of gross things, I guess?)
Me: ‘Look at this picture, we could makd play dough, and then make a pretend restaurant, think of all the fun food we could make!’
Boys: No.
Me: ‘Oh, here’s a fun one! Colorful bath paints! You could paint each other in the tub!’
Boys: No.
After trying things that were way fun to me, I just let the boys decide. Thinking if they were not going to find anything fun in those books/file, turns out there was tons of fun stuff. I just wasn’t looking in the right section.
This day it was ooze, that they then pretended to be DRAGONS’ BLOOD.
Another day we made Gloop, and another day ‘boogers’. (yes it was gross, and contained lots of salt. DISGUSTING.)
Gross.
Blech.
They had fun and giggled, and we made happy memories, even if they are gross memories to me…they are still good memories.