In our case the answer was:
- Baking biscuits.
- Making an Easter card with Grandpa for Mummy and Daddy (Grandpa was in charge of the scissors!)
- A couple of short walks, well wrapped up, around the allotments across the road where free-range chickens pecking hopefully in the grass were a big hit.
I used a half quantity of this recipe and was surprised at how forgiving the dough was, given that it was very well squidged by little fingers and rolled by her to within an inch of its life! The three of us sampled the biscuits, which were delicious, after lunch and she presented the remainder to Mummy and Daddy with her card when they came to pick her up.
A happy time was had by all.