It is often the simplest of things that can bring great pleasure.
Eilidh loves water - fact.
Eilidh gets dirty, no manky! at breakfast, lunch, dinner and all times in between - fact.
Eilidh loves washing her hands in soap and bubbles galore - fact.
Unfortunately getting to a sink is a little challenging for her. Our bathroom and kitchen aren't adapted, the sinks too high and inaccessible. She asks incessantly to wash her hands - she wants to be like Niamh, she wants to be like other children.
We struggled to hold her at the sink, awkward and uncomfortable for a short time only. We washed her hands with a cloth, but it wasn't the same for her... And then I had a brainwave - simple and so, so obvious: a bowl and water and soap!
At last bubbles and smiles and fun! There may be water everywhere but Eilidh is washing her hands, her way and independently, with a towel to dry them and hand cream (yes, you read right - so I indulge her a little!) to finish...
The joy is bountiful; the solution so obvious.