Dirt Don't Hurt (Part III)

We had a seed bomb workshop today with a bunch of 6 to 9 year olds.

Always fun.

After we mixed all the ingredients with our hands, a little boy came up to me; staring at his hands. He didn't look up, he just said, "I got my hands dirty and I didn't know how much fun it would be.  I usually like to be really clean.  But look! (he looked up and extended his hands toward me, covered in mud) they're dirty, and it's fun!"

Dragon Handicap

While playing with a 3-year-old friend of mine, he showed me how his toy dragon's mouth pops off.

"It's not broken. You can fix it. But it doesn't matter, he can fly without his mouth."

Got it.

As we continued to play, I was a knight the dragon kept attacking.  When I told him the dragon couldn't hurt me because he didn't have a mouth to blow fire, my little friend looked me in the eyes, processed what I said and then motioned his dragon toward the knight and whispered a quick "pfff" sound.

"Oh, I see. Is that just small fire because he doesn't have a mouth?"

"Uh, huh."

Hop To The Scotch

I love finding abandoned hopscotch games on the sidewalk. It's nearly impossible to not hop my way through them.

Today, I happened upon one of the longest games I've ever seen. Four hundred and five spaces. Impressive to say the least.

I highly recommend hopping next time you see one.