First Sensory Box

After a year or so of fighting it, I've learned to embrace messes.  In fact, now I even encourage them.

Case in point: Abby's first Sensory Box.

That's just a fancy way of saying I put oatmeal in a plastic bin and let her go to town scooping and pouring.  

But I didn't expect her to want to sit IN the box.  Silly me.  Of course, she wanted to sit in the box.  Who wouldn't?