Ink.

Ink pads, stamps, felt pens and stickers; a crazy-messy combination. There was as much ink on the girls, the table and the chairs as there ended up on the paper.


But holy crap, it's fun to watch.

My first instinct is always to try to stop them from getting the ink everywhere. But after holding my tongue a few times, it gets easier and easier to just sit back and enjoy the... um, creativity..?

And of course there are the spontaneous and rousingly entertaining shows put on by Sonja. Within a minute, she goes from laughing to pouting to singing and back to laughing. All with splotches of red ink on her face and hands.

Ah yes, the red ink... Should she ...lick it off? 

Perhaps not, but apparently my reaction was hilarious.