Bubbles

For the unschooling group last week, as in on Wednesday the 20th, there was a party to celebrate not going back to school. Everyone brought something for a potluck and there were bubbles for the kids. I brought some bubbles we had from home, but the big hit with Eden and Lilah was the home made bubble solution. Someone had brought fly swatters, which Lilah loved, and cookie cutters for blowing bubbles. The girls had tons of fun and Eden got covered in bubble solution. Luckily they weren’t scared of the water features at this park and I was able to rinse them off before getting in the car.

I forgot my camera, but one of the other moms, Tara, took the following pictures.

Additional thoughts: I knew there were water features at this park, but for the last two parks they had not gone into the water. The previous parks had water that would come from the ground and would squirt in different patterns and since the girls saw no predictability they did not want to play in them.ร‚ย  This water came from stationary statues of seals and once it was on they knew exactly where it would be, no surprises.

I didn’t go to this park prepared for water play since they had not played in the last two, but I did go with the mind set that if they got wet, oh well, I guess I’ll just be taking home wet girls. Lilah played in the water and was soaked, Eden played a little but mostly got soaked by the bubble solution. I rinsed them off, took them home and gave them a bath once in the door. I think going there with the mindset of “it’s okay if they get wet” helped me avoid any anger towards the girls getting wet. (I am a bit of a control freak about that sort of thing at times.) Also being around such laid back woman helped me to not be upset at Eden getting so soaked by the bubble solution. Of course it helped that there was water there to rinse her off with and that she wasn’t freaking out while I cleaned her off. I think I get a little tightly wound and this particular group of woman are not, so I’m able to relax and let the girls be kids. I think they have a calming influence over me as a mother.

Also, I’m getting a little more comfortable with some of the woman in the group. They all seem very nice, but it’s easier to talk a select few for me. I’m trying to open up a little more and find out what I have in common with them. The kids around 7-12 are more in theirร‚ย  own world and associate well with one another. There are kids around Lilah and Eden’s age so that makes me happy that as they get older hopefully they’ll have new peers to associate with because right now they mostly ignore kids their age since they have each other to play with.ร‚ย  I was really impressed with the teenagers in the group because the seem really nice and were very aware of the littler ones, i.e. they blew bubbles with my girls and tried to include Eden in a game of hide and seek.

3 Responses to “Bubbles”

  1. Emelie Says:

    It’s funny that you mention Tara, because she is the stepsister of my best friend from high school, Autumn. She’d mentioned before that Tara was “unschooling” Zebbie and I wondered about that whole system of homeschooling. I also wondered after seeing pn your blog that you’d gone to an unschooling activity and your & jon’s ideas on homeschooling, if you’d ever meet Tara at one of those activities. It happened sooner than later I guess! Small world (or city). We’ll have to chat more about that.

  2. Tara Says:

    Wow! It is a small world!!

    Lacey, I’m glad you made it out and that you and the girls enjoyed yourself. Funny that you mentioned the teens. When I first joined the group, the teens are what really won me over to unschooling. Seeing them and their interactions not only with the adults but with the younger kids as well really impressed me, among other things.

    I’m also glad us mamas had a good impression on you. Sometimes I think we may come off a little wacky. ๐Ÿ˜‰ Hope to see you and the girls again soon!

  3. nice niece Says:

    I’m glad that you have such an awesome group, and I love the pictures. Good job on letting go and letting them get messy. ๐Ÿ™‚