So as part of our Christmas present to my siblings we made them some "squishies." Squishies are pretty basic-- just a little stress ball made out of a balloon and flour but the significance dates way back. Once upon a time four Brown children were all attending elementary school and got a little bored. As a way to practice their entrepreneurial skills they decided to start a little business. A squishy business. It must've started with just one of us bringing one to school and some friend wanting one (and instead of just making one, to be nice, we charged them). But single-handedly we started a fad and pretty soon every kid in school had to have one. We took orders for different colored balloons, personalized messages and drawings on the front. We even offered the normal squish (flour), the harder squish (corn starch), or the ultimate squish (sugar). Having four siblings in the same school meant we also had a pretty nice monopoly on the market. We covered the sixth, fifth and second grades plus kindergarten. At home we had our little sister Kelly working her friends in the neighborhood. Business (and popularity) were booming.
And then came the inevitable... the squishies started to pop. And suddenly all the teachers were dealing with little piles of flour all over their carpet every day. It wasn't long before the school came out with a rule and banned all squishies from Grant Elementary-- forever.
So to honor our wild rebel days (I know-- balloon banning? what's next?!) I decided to make the siblings all some squishies for Christmas. In their favorite color. With special messages and pictures on them (should I charge extra?). Ah, the good old days!
P.S. Props go to my wonderful husband who sat and made a mess with me helping make these!! He's so great to play along with my nostalgic crazy ideas.


