“We are going to make these______ calm down bottles and have fun. Do you hear me?”
I guess this wasn’t the right way to start off our project. I am not sure what possessed me to make these with the kids. If anyone needed a bottle it was me. A bottle of Pinot Noir.
We watched youtube videos and searched Pinterest to find the bottles we wanted to make. Maybe it was a blessing in disguise that these bottles didn’t turn out. With our luck one would have exploded in the family room.
I think I would have been better off just letting Syd play with glitter. She wanted to shake the bottle, but we weren’t at that point yet. Everyone had their job to make the bottles. We would start with Sydney’s first. Sydney measured all of the liquids and Harrison was ready to add everything together.
Sydney switched the youtube video to The Jungle Book 2. Harrison dropped the glitter. I was thinking they don’t need a calm down bottle, I do. I need a sensory break too. At this point I was ready to go on Amazon or Etsy and order a calm down bottle and call it a day.
I wasn’t upset that glitter was everywhere, or that Syd was no longer interested. I was mad at myself for thinking she needed a calm down bottle and forcing the situation. I should have stopped, or just made the bottle by myself. Was I trying the calm down bottle because another parent made a set and it worked for her child? I am not really sure if that was my motive.
Was I trying to make our staycation fun? Well it was torture. In the past I was great with arts and crafts. At this point in my life I am all about does the Dollar Tree sell it? Can I buy it on Amazon? I hope that if you ever make a calm down bottle you have better success than we did.
And no, there aren’t pictures from the disaster. Because we had glitter everywhere and I do mean everywhere. Don’t believe the hype!