Abby begged for Moon Sand. Brilliantly colored dirt, er, sand, that can be mushed, squished, and molded into tons of fun shapes, without drying out! It looked fun. It was cheap. Lovely, lovely stuff.
Unless, of course, you are the one in charge of cleaning up the moon sand. My little hand vac had to be emptied three times before all of the moon sand was removed from the table, rug under the table, floor under the rug that was under the table, window sill next to the table and shoes of the squisher who sat at the table molding the sand.
So what does my brilliant husband do? He buys more moon sand! I told him to return it unopened. He insisted that he had a plan. The moon sand was to be restricted to the playroom and the lipped train table, originally built for our Thomas gear. Problem solved.
Guess what stayed in the playroom on the train table for all of 5 minutes?
Guess who is in charge of cleaning up the moon sand now?
Guess who better not ever buy it again?
7 comments:
I love Moon Sand. It never dries out. No need to worry, I have a new plan.
So, Rob, what is your plan? Hmmmm?
Outside Toy, Outside Toy. That way it is the husband's job to clean up anyway.
I LOVE moonsand. We keep it in a tray, although it does escape... but a big tray is the way to go, or in a wading pool, like toddlers use. Great for moonsand.
I think children should play with moonsand on a husband's side of the bed...
It's Moon Sand. It'll be alright.
This new plan better involve a vacuum cleaner!
Excellent idea Tracey! Excellent.
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