Flour Playground?

Last week our school went to this really cool flour...um... playground? It's hard to describe in two words or less, but it was awesome.

It started with us getting out of our shoes and socks, and rolling up our pants. Then we walked through a pathway of four inches of flour. Do you have any idea what it's like to walk through flour? It's awesome! It squishes through your toes and (for me anyway) tickles a little, but doesn't get your feet really messy the way other products (jello, pudding) might.

After that, they let the kids play with these mounds of flour. They'd take sifters and write things in the flour on the floor. Overall, pretty cool.

Then we were led into another room, which was all white with only black tape decorating it (just like the previous room). Here, the kids made pieces of dough into shapes. We decorated them like sugar cookies and they cooked them. For those of you interested in knowing, I made a Hello Kitty head. The girls liked it.

We walked down this white ramp and went into another all white room (this one had pillars). One of my coworkers said that he felt like we were in a video game and we'd gotten to the third level. I wish I'd thought of that because he was spot on about it. In this room, there were giant blobs of dough sitting on the floor. When I say giant, I mean about six blobs of dough the size of one of my kids. We could have made six Kevins out of them. (Anyone a Sabrina the Teenage Witch fan? Cause I just thought of the Man-Dough episode.) Anyway, this is when things got interesting. We were able to do almost anything with them. It started out tame; they made some shapes and put them on straws. Then someone threw a ball of dough at the ground and everyone had to try that. While you might expect us to have a giant dough fight, you would be wrong. But they did get creative. One of the boys covered his foot with dough and shouted, "Teacher! Shoe!" I played dough baseball with a couple children, complete with dough ball, catcher, pitcher, and two out of four bases. They had dough mitts but we never actually could hit the ball since a bat made out of dough is more likely to break than swing.

Fourth Level: The bean room. Or wheat. I'm not sure what it was, but it was awesome. The room had about three or four inches of seeds and was basically an awesome playground. They had balls that ranged from small nerf balls to those giant Pilates balls. They hurt a litle if you got smacked by one. Only a couple kids got hit, but there were many dodgeball fights. Overall, it was incredible.

When I got home, I discovered that much of my underclothing had stored some AWOL wheat. Oops.

While I still have no idea what that place really was (and thus can't google search it), I have to say it would be an amazing place to have a birthday party. Thank God I don't have children of my own, because I know exactly where I would take them every weekend.

Are there any places like this in the States? If so, where? If not, we've got to do it! It's just to wonderful to miss out on!