Volcanos Melt Us Down

The boy had been talking about building a volcano for while, so I bought him a kit for Christmas. One morning over the break we woke up and decided to blow some shit up. What went down was as follows:

Being a very responsible parent, I insisted that we both wear safety goggles....even though we were only reading the instructions.


The next step required expert precision; adding water to the sand-plaster mixture for the exterior of the volcano. *Please note the serious look of "Holy shit I am totally building a volcano!" on the boy's face. **P.S. his safety goggles are squeezing his brain.


Step 3, mix it up!


Step 4, apply sand-plaster mixture to the exterior of the volcano mold. * Boy's face says "This is going to be totally awesome! My mom rules!"


At this point we were told to wait 20 minutes for the sand to dry before we can blow the baby sky high.

30 minutes later : still wet, like soggy wet.
2 hours later: still wet and tacky.
6 hours later: Fuck it, we're going to have to let it dry over night.

After 24 hours of drying, I look at the boy and say "do you want to paint it or anything?" He replies with, "I just want to blow it up!" I agreed. The anticipation was too much for either of us to bear any longer. The following video documents what happened next.

Everything that could have gone wrong, pretty much went wrong. It was a bit of a letdown, but I look at it now more as building a memory rather than a volcano. I'm sure we'll find more things to blow up in the future. For now, this makes us laugh out loud when we talk about it. Freaking volcanoes.