What six year old boy hasn’t’ dreamt of making his very own volcano? To that degree, what thirty-six year old man doesn’t still wonder what it would be like to have a force of nature in his kitchen?
And so my daughter and I set out to create the best, tiniest little volcano we could. I did most of the leg work, but she certainly did her fair share of painting. She also set up the little diorama using her own dinosaur toys as inspiration.
And although the result wasn’t quite the explosive occasion that I remember from the Brady Bunch, we had a great time making our own little “exploding” mountain.