Yesterday, I spent a lovely morning with a classroom of 4-5 year olds. I admit that does sound like a recipe for a headache, but it really wasn’t. They were so calm and peaceful. By the time I left at lunchtime, I felt less stressed than I had started the day. We were making bath bombs. My second Christmas crafting session with school.
A couple of years ago, I posted instructions on how to make bath bombs with children here, but as time has passed, I have made a few alterations to the way I do it. Time for a little update, I think.
The main change is to use silicon moulds instead of the paper cases and plastic cups. I now use an ice cube silicon tray which I cut up into individual moulds. I’ve found that if the mixture is the right consistency and packed tightly enough in the mould, then they can be gently pushed out of the mould within seconds. Then left to dry on top of the bag.
The red heart shape moulds have been the most popular. The resulting bath bomb looks so smooth and pretty. Some were speckled with lavender flowers. I wish I had taken photos today, as the rows of heart shaped bath bombs looked just perfect.
I’m looking forward to this weekend, as I’ll be making bath bombs with my own children. I keep it simple at school, but we can be that little bit more creative at home. Can’t wait!
Bath bombs make great handmade presents. Especially at Christmas. If you have ever thought of making bath bombs take a look at step-by-step guide (It is my most popular post ever). They are so easy to make (my children started making them at 3 years old) and a lot cheaper than buying them ready made.
I love when a book sparks a craft. I also love when a book inspires a discussion. I’ve been dying to do this craft ever since we read the book and this weekend I finally put idea and materials together.
I need to back track slightly. A few months ago, BL, TF and I were waiting in the car while AJ was in her harp lesson. It’s too short to do much, so I tend to take a book to read to them. This time I chose The Tortoise’s Gift. TF didn’t want to wait in the car. He didn’t want me to read to him, but as soon as I started reading he settled down and listened. So captivated, I hoped he was remembering to breathe. He was totally distracted from his disgruntled mood. In fact when the music lesson was over, both children pleaded for me to finish the book as the story had grabbed them. Complete turn around.
The book is a Barefoot Books chapter book with enchanting illustrations. It’s perfect to read to TF at 5 years, and BL, at 8 years, is captivated by the story enough to read it for herself more than once.
This weekend, I dug out my supply of walnut shells and sequins and began to glue. One child at a time found me. Each sat down to make their own tortoise, until all three had joined me at the table, concentrating on colours and patterns, in absolute silence. You could have heard a sequin drop.
I knew that I wanted to put the shiny tortoises on the Christmas tree, where the fairy lights would make the sequins glisten. My idea for attaching them did not work. It was AJ that came up with the idea to glue the pipe cleaner to the inside of the walnut shell. Perfect!
While preparing to glue the tortoises, I put the glue gun on to heat and then popped outside to check that the hens’ water hadn’t frozen over again. It had. A couple of inches of solid ice. Back outside with a kettle of not-hot water. When I came back in, after chatting with the hens, there was a definite smell of something over hot. I checked the Aga to see if I had left something on it. Or in it. I recognized the smell, but couldn’t place it. Until I walked passed the very hot glue gun. Too much multi tasking. The glue came out easily and there was a puff of smoke as I glued. The tortoises survived and the children were safely at school. Phew!
Funny as being distracted was the very discussion that this book and craft have sparked.
This morning, we were discussing the book. I asked the children which character, from the book, they felt that they were most like. The elephant who stopped for a scratch and forgot, the lion who was too busy anticipating glory to remember, the monkeys who were distracted by a game or the tortoise who was single minded in the task and succeeded. Funnily enough the children all chose the tortoise. They felt that they would not get distracted.
As they got ready for school, the subject changed. Soon there was more messing around than getting ready. To such an extent that we left slightly late (still on time for school). As we walked down our lane to school, I asked them if it was ever good to be distracted and when it was bad. They came up with some lovely ideas. Good to be distracted when you’re hurt or upset. Not good if you are doing school work or walking to school (narrow country lanes do not have pavements).
I might just add that using a glue gun is a bad time to be distracted too! Not sure I can claim to be much like the tortoise either.
(AJ has blogged about another BB book that we got at the same time. Take a look here. It’s for a slightly older reader.)