When a little girl gets in the mood to make a baking soda and vinegar volcano eruption, then off she goes:
Willow and I made this plaster of Paris volcano together years ago, and it still sits on a shelf in her room, and is still brought out for the occasional eruption, as it was on this day.
It's fun for me to sit quietly and watch my girls work together, negotiating and bickering and problem-solving, in their kid-led, kid-chosen, kid-created activities. They're so darned independent these days!
They bicker like an old married couple.
Or, I suppose, like sisters.