Now You know That I Am a Spy

We played with invisible ink today.  I'm not sure how my children felt about it, but I enjoyed myself tremendously.  My mind is churning with the possibilities--the first clue on a scavenger hunt, an affirming note to be found on a pillow, or even a mysterious cat peeking out from behind secretly polka-dotted curtains.

 

 

*This post is part of a series.  I've set aside Thursday afternoons to do fun activities with my children.  In an effort to work out why it both draws and repels me, I choose these activities from Pinterest.*