On Wednesday, for approximately 35 minutes, I felt like Supermom. Oh Nelly, I was flying high. The rest of the day? Maaaaybe I let the children watch a little too much TV because I wanted to do some "work." And if you accused me of ignoring them so I could enjoy a few selfish moments in the bathroom, I wouldn't deny it. But for those 35 minutes I was really nailing it.
I channeled my inner preschool teacher and brought a few buckets of snow inside, a few medicine droppers and some bowls of food colored water and let the kids have at it. It kept them occupied, engaged and most importantly not fighting! for at least 35 minutes.
Go try this. And enjoy the glow of supermom. Or superdad.
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