#free activities for toddlers

[subliprintpalace]

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[jewishbarbies]

the way that people on social media now expect you to take everything someone says online as fact and that's how you should get your information is so fucking infuriating. i'm not trusting some random twt or tumblr user (or, god forbid, reddit) to give me accurate information on ANYTHING when we literally know how many fucking bots and disinformation campaigns exist on our internet. genz prides itself on being "the most politically aware" and act like they're going to start a fucking revolution from their iphones with hashtags, and then turn around and believe what someone says on a fucking tiktok with absolutely no sources or fact verification at all. yeah, y'all are real aware - of bullshit. do fucking better.

[littlebellesmama]

Raising Kids in a Screen-Filled World: How to Protect Their Joy, Growth, and Future

A whole generation of children is growing up surrounded by digital screens. Tablets, smartphones, smart TVs, and even interactive toys have become a regular part of many households. Technology has given us amazing tools, made learning more accessible, and connected us in ways we never imagined. But there’s also a shadow side to this constant digital stimulation—one we’re just beginning to…

[designmindsstudio]

Download & Print Your Way to a More Creative Life!

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[bulkmockify]

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[slun3a]

Kawaii Animal Coloring Pages for Kids – 20+ Adorable Birds, Reptiles & Marine Creatures | Creative Educational Activity, Preschool & Homeschool Fun (Printable PDF)

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[lun3a]

Kawaii Animal Coloring Pages for Kids—20+ Adorable Birds, Reptiles, & Marine Creatures | Creative Educational Activity, Preschool & Homeschool Fun (Printable PDF)

“Kawaii Animal Coloring Pages”** transform learning into a colorful, joyful adventure! With 20+ adorable designs—from a rainbow-perched parrot chick to a shy turtle hatchling—these pages blend creativity and education. Perfect for ages 3–8, they help develop fine motor skills, color recognition, and animal knowledge through playful art. Parents and teachers will love the print-and-go convenience, while kids adore the kawaii charm of every character. Whether used for rainy-day fun, homeschool lessons, or birthday party activities, these pages promise hours of giggles and creativity! 🖍️✨

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[colortalestudio]

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[jahsmomwrites23]

Toddler Color Lesson 🫧🌈🌤️✨

Intro: Review colors first - this allows you to establish a foundation. (I suggest adding them on the wall in their room!) Then sort toys by color together. Some good options are cars, food, or blocks. *I like to leave them sorted so after the lesson they are more inclined to name colors as they pick them out*

READ: Happiness Is A Rainbow *or any color/rainbow book* talk to your little one about the different animals, colors, and elements in the book. Try to keep them engaged by pointing, making sounds, and animating your voice.

Watch: Start with Ms.Rachel I Love the Rainbow, then sing and dance through other color focused favorites *I usually cut on the playlist below for educational screen time while I set up our color area.*

Color: Pick a coloring sheet that has as many elements from the book as you can. Talk about and name all of these colors and animals. +Bonus: Do animal walks or sounds for any in the book.

Free Play - let your little color until their heart is content, then switch at some point to free play with the same sorted toys from earlier.

My tips:

Adjust based on your kid’s interest and attention span. For example, I try to get 15 minutes at a time of learning but if he isn’t into the activity I’ll move on to the next one. I suggest set up the color area during the first video and try to wait until the longer videos for the actual color session.

Swap the books & videos for any you love or think apply - The options are endless! 🌤️🫶🏽✨

Get the printable here. Get the playlist here.

I am not trying to sell you anything (THIS IS FREE!) I used to be an educator and as a parent, I am very passionate about parents being their child's 1st teacher. I do small lessons like these with my child daily and after 8 months he knew his colors, alphabets, numbers, and left from his right.

[tanuandthetriplets]

Triplets Ka Football Training! | Khatron Ke Khiladi! | Triplets Vlog - 9th March’24

[subliprintpalace]

Perfect Holiday Gift – Printable Coloring Pages for Everyone!

[playingwithapparel]

Screen Free Activities for Energetic Toddlers

I will be the first mum to admit that there is nothing wrong with a little tablet or TV time. We rely on screens as adults to take our mind off the hustle and bustle of our lives, so our kiddos should have that option as well. However, when you have super energetic toddlers, screen time doesn’t help relieve that urge to move, create, and explore. When you’re a mum, developing engaging activities…

[designmindsstudio]

Stress-Free Fun – Printable Coloring Pages for All Ages!

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[bulkmockify]

Printable Coloring Pages – A Timeless Source of Fun!

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[bamfkeeper]

Bamf Who Cried Bamf.

RQ: 'Hear me out: one of the Bamfs gets hurt so you give it a lil extra attention and it just soaks the love straight up. Lookin all smug at the other Bamfs all curled up in your arms and being all snuggly-Next thing you know when you see Kurt and the Bamfs next all the little guys are pretending to be hurt to get special treatment.' - @dinogoofy

Pairing: Kurt Wagner x GN!reader | Warnings: Light description of injuries, I use it/he/they pronouns for the bamfs.

A/N: This is so sweet! I love the little bamfs getting jealous~ But I also like the idea of caring for one and it needing you. Unedited I'm lazy. | WC: 2.8k

The bamfs were unruly most days, their mischievous souls often getting the better of them. They were quite the handful, like terrible toddlers in their behavior and demands for attention, making them even more challenging to manage.

With teleportation powers at their disposal, these little creatures could appear and disappear at any time, often causing chaos in their wake.

Great. Sometimes you forget they can teleport.

Most days, you found yourself playing the role of 'mother hen' so to speak. Kurt often took on the role of playmate, engaging the bamfs in games and keeping them entertained, you were the one who actually took care of their day-to-day needs. This division of labor seemed to work well, with each of you contributing in your own way to the bamfs' well-being. Despite the occasional frustrations, you didn't mind your caretaker role.

As terrible as they could be sometimes with their sudden appearances and disappearances causing no end of trouble, they were equally as sweet in their affectionate moments. Curling up with them felt so natural to you, a comforting routine that brought joy to both you and the bamfs. You loved holding them close, feeling their small bodies nestled against you, and placing gentle kisses on their tiny heads. The soft purrs they emitted during these quiet moments were incredibly relaxing for you, a soothing balm after the chaos of the day.

The current day felt wonderfully lazy, a much-needed respite from the hectic pace of life you and Kurt had been maintaining lately. This afternoon of relaxation was essential, a well-deserved break from the constant hustle and bustle. The bamfs, ever-energetic, were engaged in their usual playful antics, either scampering about the room or deeply absorbed in one of the numerous activities you had provided for them.

You and Kurt had settled comfortably on the couch, your bodies finding that perfect position of relaxation. Kurt's hand moved in a soothing rhythm up and down your back, his touch both comforting and intimate. The gentle caress lulled you both into a state of peaceful semi-consciousness, hovering between wakefulness and sleep. His hand slipping under your shirt to feel your warm skin, soothingly tracing gentle patterns with no direction or meaning.

The serene quiet was abruptly shattered by a resounding bang emanating from the adjacent room. The sudden noise jolted you both from your peaceful reverie, your eyes snapping open in surprise. Your body tensed instinctively as you jerked upright, instantly alert. Exchanging a quick glance with Kurt, you both sprang into action without a word. You swiftly disentangled yourself from Kurt's embrace and the comfort of the couch, your movements mirrored by his own.

As you and Kurt entered the room, you were immediately struck by the sight of several bamfs, their large eyes filled with concern and apprehension. It was clear that something was wrong. Suddenly, the air was pierced by the faint, distressed cries of a bamf. Without hesitation, you found yourself instinctively drawn towards the source of the sound.

Venturing further into the room, your eyes were drawn to movement near a large, ornate dresser. A small, blue figure emerged from beneath it, struggling to free itself. The heavy, wooden piece of furniture had toppled over, trapping one of the unfortunate bamfs underneath its considerable weight. The trapped bamf’s lower body was pinned beneath the dresser, it struggled and pulled frantically, desperate to escape.

You immediately rushed to the bamf's aid, your heart racing with urgency, Kurt was right beside you. Kurt grasped the edge of the dresser and began to lift, the muscles in his arms strained as he raised the heavy furniture just enough to create a small gap. You reached under the dresser and grasped the bamf's small form, pulling the creature out from its trapped position.

The bamf's anguished wails pierced the air, its tiny leg displaying an alarming deep violet bruise and an unsettling twist. Your voice was a mixture of concern and urgency, "Kurt, look at his leg…" You gestured towards the injured limb as the bamf continued to emit heart-wrenching cries against your chest. Kurt's face immediately contorted with worry, his hands reaching out instinctively towards the distressed creature.

"I've got him, liebling..." Kurt murmured softly, his arms gently enveloping the bamf as he carefully lifted it from your embrace. The moment the transfer occurred, the bamf's cries escalated dramatically. Its small face flushed a disconcerting shade of purple as its wails intensified, mimicking an exceptionally irate newborn. Kurt's golden eyes widened in shock, darting between you and the bamf before swiftly returning the distraught creature to your arms.

You instinctively cradled the bamf against you once more, your face a mirror of Kurt's concern. "Shh, sh, it's okay, shh..." you cooed soothingly, your voice a gentle whisper as you began to rock the little one in your arms. Your movements were slow and deliberate, hoping to provide comfort to the distressed creature. The bamf's cries began to soften ever so slightly in response to your tender ministrations, though its injured leg still twitched occasionally, reminding you the poor thing was in immense pain.

"We have to get him to Hank immediately. He can make a small cast for the little one, right?" You asked Kurt with a furrowed brow, your voice laced with concern for the injured bamf cradled gently in your arms. Kurt nodded solemnly, his expression full of worry. You carried the wounded bamf out of the room, heading towards Hank's state-of-the-art laboratory. The atmosphere was thick with tension as the other bamfs followed in complete silence. Their typically vibrant bodies seemed to have shrunk slightly, a physical manifestation of their collective anxiety for their injured companion, perhaps some guilt swirled in their guts, but mostly worry.

Upon reaching the lab, Hank immediately set to work. His nimble fingers and vast expertise allowed him to craft a perfectly sized cast with remarkable efficiency, you expected nothing less from the scientist. The injured bamf, clearly overwhelmed by the unfamiliar situation, alternated between curious glances at the cast and apprehensive looks at his surroundings.

Hank's thorough examination revealed the full extent of the injuries: the little one's leg was fractured in multiple places, necessitating complete rest to heal properly. Additionally, a myriad of bruises peppered its small body, and several other minor fractures were identified. It was clear that the bamf would require an extended period of intensive care and attention, far beyond what was typically needed for these resilient creatures.

You carefully cradled the injured bamf back in your arms, a gentle smile spread across your face, the soft, blue fuzz of the creature tickled your skin. You were more than prepared to provide the extra care and attention this little one would need.

Several days had passed since the unfortunate incident, and a noticeable change had come over the other bamfs. Their usual exuberance had been tempered, replaced with concern for their injured companion. They watched with worried eyes as their weakened brethren spent most of its time resting on the couch in your company. The injured bamf found solace either cradled in your arms or nestled in the cozy nest you had fashioned from cushioned blankets, specially arranged for its comfort.

The bond between you and the injured bamf had grown increasingly strong. It had become deeply attached to your presence, emitting plaintive cries whenever you strayed too far from its side. Your nurturing instincts had fully awakened, and you found yourself constantly fussing over the little creature. You spoon-fed the bamf its meals, ensuring it received proper nourishment, even though it could fully chew and eat on its own. You applied soothing, numbing cream to its sore spots, your fingers moving with delicately avoid causing any additional discomfort.

The days progressed, the sweet blue creature seemed to crave your nearness more and more. It often curled up against you, seeking the warmth and security of your embrace. It bore a striking resemblance to a needy infant, completely dependent on your care and affection. Your instincts were extremely high and you couldn’t help but tend to it like it were your own offspring.

The bamf's condition was steadily improving as time passed. Initially, its movements were tentative and unsteady, but it gradually regained the ability to walk and engage in playful activities, albeit with a noticeable slowness and slight wobble. As the days went by, its progress accelerated remarkably. Soon enough, the little creature was able to crawl with increasing confidence, walk, and eventually run with newfound energy.

Your unwavering attention and care had been solely focused on nurturing the injured bamf back to health. You inadvertently overlooked the growing sense of jealousy emanating from the other bamfs. Their longing gazes went unnoticed as they silently yearned for your affection and attention. Even the injured bamf, who had been the center of your care, began to sense a shift in your attentiveness as its need for constant care diminished with its improving health.

The day finally arrived when the bamf's cast was removed, marking a significant milestone in its recovery. It was exciting for you and Kurt, and a big relief since that meant the bamf was fully recovered. Instead of feeling elated, the little creature was overcome with a wave of sadness. It couldn't help but worry that this meant you would no longer shower it with the same level of care and attention it had grown accustomed to. It gazed up at you with its big, expressive eyes and extended its tiny arms upward, silently pleading to be picked up and held close.

You sighed, knowing it was feeling a bit strange now that the cast was off. You responded with gentle encouragement, "Now, darling," you said in a sweet, soothing tone, "You've got to walk on your leg to make sure it's properly healed and strong." You helped the bamf down from the examination table, gently supporting it as you guided its feet to the floor.

The bamf, still clinging to its desire for continued attention, stubbornly began to walk around the room. Its gait was accompanied by an adorable pout, a clear indication of its reluctance to accept that its leg was indeed healed and no longer required your constant care.

You smiled at the bamf, despite its apparent distress. You reasoned that it was likely just adjusting to life without the cast. It began to slowly engage in play once more, albeit with a noticeable reservation in its demeanor. Occasionally it would emit a plaintive cry in your direction, seeking your comfort. However, Kurt gently reminded you of the importance of allowing it to regain independence. "Liebling, there's no need to coddle it anymore," he explained softly. "Hank said it’s important to let it become accustomed to moving freely now that the cast has been removed. It's just part of the recovery process."

"I understand, I really do," you replied, your voice tinged with concern. "But... just look at him over there. He seems so isolated." Your gaze drifted to where the bamf sat, a solitary figure observing the playful antics of its companions from a distance. The sight tugged at your heartstrings, making it difficult to resist the urge to intervene.

Kurt's expression softened as he followed your line of sight. "I know it's hard to watch," he acknowledged, his tone empathetic yet reassuring. "But try to see it from a different perspective. He's not necessarily sad - he's just... exercising caution, you know? It's a natural response after what he's been through." Kurt offered a gentle shrug, his words aimed at alleviating your worries. "He's alright, truly. There's no need for concern. This is all part of his journey back to full health and confidence." He grinned, his tail curling around your ankle affectionately.

A few days later, you began to notice a peculiar change in its behavior. The small bamf seemed to be constantly in distress, it would cry out frequently, its voice filled with what appeared to be genuine anguish, and it seemed to have become remarkably accident-prone. The bamf would wail and whine, calling for you specifically, its voice tinged with desperation. Your natural response was to rush to its side, gently cradling the seemingly distressed creature in your arms. You'd whisper soothing words, trying to calm its apparent fears and alleviate its discomfort, always ensuring it was physically unharmed.

However, these incidents of minor injuries and emotional outbursts continued to occur with alarming regularity, causing your worry to deepen with each passing day. The bamf's cries for attention grew more frequent and intense, with large, glistening tears streaming down its fuzzy cheeks as you held it close, attempting to provide comfort and reassurance.

Kurt, however, maintained a skeptical stance throughout these occurrences. His suspicions were aroused by the bamf's behavior, which seemed oddly calculated to him.

Kurt found himself crossing his arms, his gaze fixed intently on the bamf. His keen eyes didn't miss the fleeting, but unmistakable, prideful smile that the creature flashed to its fellow bamfs when it thought no one was watching. Kurt realized with growing certainty that those big, heart-wrenching tears were nothing more than an elaborate act – as fake as they were effective.

The bamf had masterfully crafted this performance, taking full advantage of your nurturing nature. You, in your kindness and genuine concern, were simply too caring and empathetic to see through the clever ruse that the mischievous creature had concocted to garner your undivided attention and affection.

Those crocodile tears worked every time.

"Liebling, he's faking it," Kurt attempted to explain, his brow furrowing as he gazed at you with concern. "He's not actually hurt; he's perfectly fine. Have you ever seen any of these supposed accidents?" He inquired, his voice tinged with a hint of skepticism. In response, you found yourself slowly shaking your head, uncertainty creeping into your expression.

"Well, no..." you admitted hesitantly, your own frown deepening as you considered his words. "But you have to remember, he's only recently recovered from a serious injury! There's a possibility that he could be experiencing some lingering effects or complications," you reasoned, your voice filled with genuine concern for the little creature's well-being.

Kurt's expression softened slightly, but the puzzlement remained evident in his eyes. "I'm struggling to understand why he would engage in such behavior," he mused, his gaze shifting to the bamf nestled in your arms. With a gentle but firm tone, he addressed the small creature directly. "Now, listen carefully, little one. This deception cannot continue. I believe I understand why you are behaving this way…you enjoy the attention and care that liebe lavishes upon you, don't you? I must admit, I too appreciate when they tend to me with such devotion." Kurt carefully lifted the bamf from your embrace, and to your surprise, the little creature offered no resistance.

The bamf's large, expressive eyes blinked up at Kurt, a mixture of guilt and sadness evident in its gaze. It then glanced towards you, its tiny features contorting into a remorseful frown. The sight of its drooping ears and that unmistakable pout tugged at your heartstrings, silently communicating that the little creature had indeed understood the gravity of its actions.

"Aww, is that really what's been bothering you? You've been craving attention like you used to get, haven't you?" you cooed softly to the bamf, gently scooping it back into your arms. Your voice was filled with warmth, "Just because I'm not fussing as much, doesn't mean I love you any less, sweet baby."

You cradled the bamf close to your chest, feeling its small body relax against you. "I love you just as much as I always have, even if I'm not able to tend to your every need 24/7 anymore," you reassured, your fingers finding their way to its belly. You began to tickle gently, your touch light and playful. "See? We can still have our special moments," you murmured, watching with delight as the bamf's pout slowly transformed into a happy, toothy smile.

Kurt observed the scene with a sense of relief washing over him. It seemed the troublesome behavior might finally come to an end, which was a welcome development. Leaning in, he affectionately ruffled the bamf's hair, eliciting a small giggle from the creature. "No more crying wolf, you hear little one?" Kurt added with a wink, his voice carrying a gentle note of admonishment and obvious fondness.

"Bamf!"

A sudden noise from the adjacent room caused your heart to race, prompting you and Kurt to rush into the living room. Upon entering, your eyes widened as a sense of déjà vu washed over you along with that urge to nurture, coming back full force. The collective distress of these tiny creatures filled the room with urgency and concern.

You saw all of the bamfs scattered across the floor, their small bodies sprawled out in various positions. They were emitting pitiful cries and mewling sounds, clearly seeking your attention and comfort. Just like the first one.

No obvious cause of injury.

Kurt sighed, his hand moving over his face as he sighed heavily, "Oh, großartig..."

Thanks for reading.

*BAMF*

Dividers by @/adornedbylight & @/strangergraphics

Cover Image: Nightcrawler (2014) #5

[kxsagi]

the aisle be yours had be wheezing like an old man on his death bed😭 anyways, i have an idea!😼 What if it's the blue lock men (like bachira or anyone you find silly enough to do it) doing it to reader, but the reader just sighed, rolled her eyes and didn't even bother to chase them😭 then 15 minutes later the men grew worried so they try to find her but found her already paying for their groceries to the cashier😔

“𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐟, 𝐢𝐟 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐨𝐮𝐭”

a/n: reader is so nonchalant here, i could never 😭

ft. bachira meguru, shidou ryusei, karasu tabito, nagi seishiro, isagi yoichi

bachira meguru

he was hyping it up like he was on ninja warrior or something. 

“alright, babe, three... two... ONE—" and he's GONE, sprinting full speed down the cereal aisle with a bag of frozen peas like it's a baton. 

you? you just blinked, sighed, and turned the cart around. 

15 minutes later, he’s crouched behind the paper towels, whispering to himself like, “okay, any second now, she’ll turn the corner and be like ‘bachiraaa~’” 

but you never did. 

eventually peeks out, realizes you’re not even looking for him. 

rushes around the store in a panic until he finds you at checkout, scanning his dumb snacks like the loving wife you are. 

“baby? you weren’t worried i got kidnapped? :(” 

“no, because no kidnapper would deal with your hyper ass for more than 30 seconds.” 

he smiles like you just told him you love him. 

shidou ryusei

sprinted off yelling, “CATCH ME IF YOU CAN, SEXY!” 

makes it a full-blown chase scene with sound effects, dramatic dives, and fake backflips in the produce aisle. 

you? you didn’t even blink. just kept pushing the cart. 

after ten minutes of hiding in the walk-in freezer, he peeks out and goes, “where’s my girl at?” 

sees you at self-checkout with that little bored lean and your phone in one hand. 

he’s offended. appalled. scandalized. 

walks up like, “you weren’t gonna hunt me down like a sexy panther in heat???”

“no, because i’m not dumb.” 

pouts the whole way home. 

“you hurt my feelings,” he grumbles. 

“good.” 

he falls more in love. 

karasu tabito

thinks he’s being hilarious. 

runs off but keeps yelling over his shoulder, “I’M BEING KIDNAPPED, BABY SAVE ME!” 

you shoot him the “i will leave your ass here” look. 

he disappears anyway. 

fifteen minutes later he’s crouched behind a discount bin of clearance granola, whispering, “is she mad? is she pouting? is she playing hard to get?” 

spoiler: you’re none of the above. 

he finds you coolly tapping your card like the unbothered queen you are. 

“ya weren’t worried about me?” 

“you’re too loud to kidnap.” 

mutters “damn, she’s got a point” and takes the bags without complaint. 

lowkey never tries that again because he doesn’t like being ignored by you. too humbling. 

nagi seishiro

did not run so much as he wandered off like a toddler. 

saw a shelf of limited edition chips and floated away mid-conversation. 

fully expected you to grab him by the hoodie and drag him back. 

instead, you let him go. 

he spent 20 minutes taste-testing free samples and playing on his phone. 

suddenly realizes you’re not near him and immediately goes 😐. 

“did she leave me. oh my gosh. i’ve been abandoned. survival mode: activated.” 

finds you calmly scanning items at checkout like nothing happened. 

stands behind you, lips on your shoulder, arms dangling. “i missed you.” 

“you left.” 

“i was lost. like a kitten.” 

you roll your eyes but kiss his cheek anyway. he takes that as a win. 

isagi yoichi

he was feeling mischievous. 

like, he watched a couple prank tik toks and suddenly thought he was a menace. 

you’re comparing yogurt brands, and he just grabs the cart and books it. 

looks back like, “haha she’s totally gonna chase me 😼” 

what he doesn’t expect is for you to blink slowly… sigh… and just turn around and walk away. 

not even a “yoichi 🙄” or a “bring that back.” 

ten minutes later: panic. 

fifteen minutes later: full-blown regret. 

“wait… she hasn’t texted me. oh no. what if she’s mad? what if she’s GONE?” 

starts speed-walking up and down aisles, whispering your name like a worried victorian husband. 

finally sees you at the cashier, already paying for everything. including the dumb snacks he picked. 

walks up with the saddest little pout. “you weren’t worried?” 

“yoichi, you ran away in an air-conditioned building with security cameras.” 

“… fair.” 

grabs all the bags to carry them himself as a quiet apology. 

doesn’t try to prank you again. 

instead holds onto the cart the whole time on the next trip like he’s afraid you’ll disappear now. 

© 𝐤𝐱𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢