Honest truth? Last week was bad. Dark and deep and lonely and I had to crawl my way out. Rylie’s insurance appeal was denied. Again. Because insurance is dumb. We had to leave music class/therapy early. Again. Because she was losing her mind. I let her open the Oreos in the grocery store. Again. Because I had nothing left in the tank. No Super Mom juice. No nothin’. And to top it all off we were ALL snot-nosed, sore throat sick. Not pretty, Folks. Not. Pretty.
To avoid being a headline story on the news, I threw a $3 unsanctioned purchase in the shopping cart for my girl. Something that’s messy and small and a pain in the rear… but it was so much fun. It’s actually been amazing for her fingers… pushing and pinching and patting and stacking. These are all things she works on daily in fine motor therapy… but how much more fun is it to work when your tools are red and smooshy? Yesser.
It bought me 30 minutes of non-cling time. Had I known it had these magical powers, I would have paid $10. Honestly. Nothing entertains this child for more than 30 seconds at a time. Not tv. Not dirt. Not candy. But moon sand does.
A sanity tip for you skeptics out there: use a jelly roll pan (a cookie sheet with low sides) or a griddle pan. This keeps the sand off your table and contained. We also used an old postcard for a scraper to repeatedly bring all the sand back to its pile… this worked great.
It comes in lots of colors. It stores in its own container. It never dries out. It’s pretty awesome.
It lives on top of the fridge. And when it’s 4pm and the day will. not. end. I grab the little bowl and the griddle and I watch her face light up. Three bucks, people. 30 minutes of sanity is worth a little broom action in the end.
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