Family Gathering 2019
Today I Learned About Slime Bubbles
Three little ones stayed with me. The rest went for a hike in beautiful Brighton to the mountain lakes named Mary, Martha and Catherine.
We at home started the morning with
“Cloudy, with a Chance of Meatballs.”
As the movie ended I searched through my cupboards and found an unopened bottle of liquid starch from last year and an almost-full gallon jug of Elmer’s Glue.
In the cupboard above the sink I found my little box of Wilton Food Coloring in the back where I had put it some time ago.
I was saved. I had a plan.
I explained the Slime Rules as a couple of the kids told me why their mother would never allow slime in their house. My confidence in my ability to keep my gray, fabric bar stools looking good began to wane. However, I would like to report that when all was said and done and everyone had traveled back to their homes, regular dish soap and water cleaned up the stools in nothing flat.
And, none of them ever got a single blob of slime on them.
I got out three large bowls and three wooden spoons and three cookie sheets. I showed the kids the glue and then I had to explain what liquid starch was because none of them were of the generation where their mothers starched and ironed. Well, ironed but not much.
My Slime recipe is equal parts of liquid starch, glue and water with a drop or two of food coloring. I chose 2 cups of each. I poured that amount in each child’s bowl and showed them how to stir carefully so that everything wouldn’t spill everywhere.
Once they stirred and stirred I took the spoons away and they used their cute, little hands which were connected to their happy, sparkly eyes.
At first I had them play with their slime on cookie sheets. Soon we all realized that it was more fun to play with slime right on the counter which has a glossy finish and was perfect. The slime just slid around and picked right up anywhere there was a blob.
But, back to Slime Bubbles.
I had never heard of such a thing but each of the children had.
I could not begin to help them make them at first, but after Olive demonstrated what she had learned from her older brother when her mother had made slime for them one day (and I was proud of my daughter), I listened to her instructions and followed the leader and WALA. (spelling ?)
I did it, too.
Here is what they taught me:
Roll the slime out until you have a large, flat piece.
Pick up the slime on two edges and THROW it down HARD on the kitchen counter.
If you do it right, a bubble will form under the flat piece of slime.
If you do it wrong it will just make a splat and you will have to try again.
After a few tries and help from each other,
everyone learned how to make slime bubbles.
Here is what slime looks like after the bubble has popped.
One child retired to the sofa for Kipper the Dog
but came back later to play again.
Each batch went into a Ziploc bag
so that play was extended for a very long time.
A very long time.
(p.s. I just remembered something very funny about today.
I let Henry stay in his pajamas all day. Yes, I did.)