commoncenz
Well-Known Member
I was going to make a batch of the recipe I developed for a facial bar today. I'd made a tall/skinny mold for it and everything. I had everything out and ready ... When in walks the Teen son.
"Oh, I see you've got everything ready for us to make soap."
Me: :shock:
Him: "Yeah, remember I said last week I wanted to make a batch"
Me: :shock:
Him: "OK, Let me put my stuff up and Let's do this!"
Me: :shock: ..... :razz:
So, away went the oils that I was going to use and out came the masterbatched container of oils. (BTW, I still didn't remember him EVER saying he wanted to make a batch of soap). Out came the extra gloves, extra goggles and one of dad's long sleeve shirts.
He learned how to measure the oils, to mix colorants, to handle and measure the lye safely, to stick blend to emulsion (he's actually more patient about this than his dad). I walked him through each part of the process slowly and carefully.
By the end he had a whole better understanding of what dad is doing when he's making soap. His exact words were: "I thought you were just in that room throwing stuff together in a pot and pouring it into a wooden box."
He has also asked if we can soap together at least once a month before he graduates and heads off to college. I realize it's probably just that last attempt to spend time with dad before he leaves after next summer, but I appreciate the thought and ... well the love that goes with it.
Plus, I think he actually liked making soap. Maybe he'll be the one that asks for dad's recipes (nope ... develop your own .. lol).
"Oh, I see you've got everything ready for us to make soap."
Me: :shock:
Him: "Yeah, remember I said last week I wanted to make a batch"
Me: :shock:
Him: "OK, Let me put my stuff up and Let's do this!"
Me: :shock: ..... :razz:
So, away went the oils that I was going to use and out came the masterbatched container of oils. (BTW, I still didn't remember him EVER saying he wanted to make a batch of soap). Out came the extra gloves, extra goggles and one of dad's long sleeve shirts.
He learned how to measure the oils, to mix colorants, to handle and measure the lye safely, to stick blend to emulsion (he's actually more patient about this than his dad). I walked him through each part of the process slowly and carefully.
By the end he had a whole better understanding of what dad is doing when he's making soap. His exact words were: "I thought you were just in that room throwing stuff together in a pot and pouring it into a wooden box."
He has also asked if we can soap together at least once a month before he graduates and heads off to college. I realize it's probably just that last attempt to spend time with dad before he leaves after next summer, but I appreciate the thought and ... well the love that goes with it.
Plus, I think he actually liked making soap. Maybe he'll be the one that asks for dad's recipes (nope ... develop your own .. lol).