Taking the Scenic Route

My camera wasn’t handling the lighting very well, but I decided to share because the mischief in her face is so undeniable.  She and daddy were running around the living room playing a peek-a-boo type game.

She went and hid on the stairs and peeked her head out.

And now, a Public Service Announcement, for your conveinence.

If you have one of these ball things…

…and it gets wet, all the little hair things clump and stick together.  Plus, it becomes a sticky hair and weird goober magnet.  So, you clean it again and spend an inordinate amount of time picking hair out of it. 

Since your kids like the thing, you look for a way to make it usable again.  It crosses your mind that a little bit of cornstarch might help, so you put a little in your hand and rub it on the ball.  Well, this looks promising, the area with the cornstarch starts feeling more normal again, but you can’t get it to distribute evenly.  Next step, find a ziplock baggie and put cornstarch in it. 

Now here is where you should not make the mistake I did.  Let’s just say I used a little too much cornstarch in my enthusiasm.  I put in the cornstarch, put in the ball, closed the bag and played football with it a while.  Took it out, and it was like a giant cornstarch snowflake.  I had to knock cornstarch off of the thing, but simply putting it over the sink and hitting it has much the same effect as spraying a fire extinguisher in the room.   Dust everywhere.  Even when I thought I had all the cornstarch out and gave it to Zane (who was facinated with the whole process), I set about cleaning up the kitchen.  When I was done, I left the kitchen to find snowflake like trails on furniture and my son.  Dude, it is amazing how far a little bit of cornstarch can go.