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6 go-to after school hit activities


Here are six activities we do in our house to have a great time together that you can try with your little ones. Even if they’re not that tiny anymore. As long as there’s fun and chuckles involved, I  you: it will be a hit! Children Playing Bubbles




Melody Delight
The first drum set my son had was made by himself when he was about two years old. With cans, containers, pots and pans. His first kick drum was a mini trash container with pedal. The drumsticks were chopsticks and wooden spoons. The first jazz brush drumsticks were two silicone baking brushes we used to grease our tins.  So you see.

Sweet Baking
My son is now seven and he loves making things with his hands. He loves to cook by himself. And although he cooks everything, from delicious taco making to grilled caramelized chicken, what he loves the most is baking. And to create  recipes where there’s chocolate involved. Lots of chocolate involved. And tons of sugar. Or honey. And caramel. And fruit.  Did I mention chocolate?
So cooking is always a go to activity in our home. We pretend we’re tv hosts and make up hilarious shows.

Flour Power
In our house, we love to take flour to wild new levels. Always levels that include tons of giggles and craziness. You can never have too much of that.  Sometimes we take flour in a bowl and lay it on the living room floor and explore it in any way my sweet boy wants to.
We make all kinds of 3D shapes – cakes, cookies and stacked piles - with yogurt packages (or whatever comes to hand and makes us laugh). We also draw whatever we want with our fingers (as we do in sand).

Water Love
Rain or shine, water is always a go to idea. My sweet boy loves to go outside after a rainstorm. In his boxer shorts.  When it’s 49.5 outside. With wind. And in Cascais where we live, trust me. When there’s wind, there’s wiiiiiind. He loves it. Always has. So whether barefoot or rocking his galoshes, we jump in water puddles in our garden together. We also love to run in the rain drops. When he was younger, he loved to have different plastic bowls or cups with water and mix and match, as if they were different ingredients.

Water paintings
My little one can never have enough of water paintings. Neither can I. We get some water in a bowl, grab sponges, brushes of different shapes and sizes and use the outside floor as our canvas. We draw and paint whatever we feel like. No rules. Just fun. Whatever our hands and hearts create. We admire each other art always allowing freedom and fun to guide our way. And when the weather is warmer, we love to watch the paintings we made simply fade away. We can spend literally entire days doing this together. And then we’ll have a sandwich or fruit picnic. While we keep on having fun.

Bubble Magic
I’ve come to believe that life is like bubble making. You never know what might happen. We have great family memories of bubble making. And bubble catching. And bubble popping. Our dogs love to stare at the bubbles. I swear sometimes I hear them go like: whatch you doing?
Cold weather. Warm  weather. Morning, afternoon or night. Soap bubbles will always be soap bubbles. The most perfect, yet simplest thing in life.
Just mix soap with a tiny bit if water in a plastic container. You can create your own bubble wand with wire, thread or empty bottles. You can also use pasta drainers. Or straws. Or whatever you get your hands on with holes in it.
I promise you: you’ll have the time of your life together!  

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