Open gym at church

This was Noah's second time in our church's gym. This was his response to

seeing kids playing with basketballs in the gym. It was a bit like a deer in

the headlights, just frozen. I love his posture, he's leaning in with rapt

attention, mesmerized by the shiny new floor, and sounds of balls being

dribbled and pounded into the wood floor.

 

I was volunteering later on, and missed seeing Noah wander back time and

time again to re-experience the gym. What was I doing? I was making cotton

candy!

 

It was tons of fun, and a bit messy. I wore an apron from home, but it was

my arms and hair that got the most messy. By the time I was done, about 2

hours later, my hair had a sticky cloud of sugar lightly crisped up. It was

really funny. I had never seen so many flavors. They had lemon (not a hit

with the kids), lime, silly nilly pink, and my favorite, green apple. I

would seriously consider a part time job at the state fair making cotton

candy now...

 

To Dh's horror, I offered some cotton candy to Noah. He refused to open his

mouth to taste it .

Done