It was one of THOSE mornings. You know the type when everything just seems to be going wrong. And it really isn’t that bad, it’s just your attitude about it?
Yeah, one of those.
So on top of everything else, I spilled the oatmeal.
Spilling the oatmeal is drastically worse than spilling milk. You might say, “Don’t cry over spilled milk”, but it is perfectly acceptable to cry over spilled oats.
Steel cut oats are delicious. They are also very painful to step on. So, when I spilled them all over the floor. It was a travesty.
One mans’ travesty is anther’s blessing. I took those oats (mixed up with dirt and all sizes of dog hair) and put them in a bowl for my little bit to play with. Add a few pom poms and I had an activity that kept her busy for an hour.
When it was time to clean up, she got to practice sweeping (which she loved), and I finished up.
Have you ever had an opportunity to make an activity out of a huge mess?
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