I have a colleague who affectionately known throughout our center as a hoarder. You know it has to be pretty bad for a fellow teacher to call you a hoarder, but I won't mention any names...BETH.
She bought this bath mat a few years ago because she thought it had an interesting texture. Here is a profile view:
After she thought about it for a while, Beth decided that with hip-length hair, it would get gross pretty quick. Fast forward ten years later and its on a table in a bag with the original receipt. She cheerfully let me bring it home to my baby so that it would finally get some use as a sensory mat.
I love how lil' man stops to smile at me before any new experience. I almost feel as if he is saying, "thanks, ma!" Either that or, he's just mugging for the camera. One of the two.
Anyhoo, he stepped on and began almost kneading his toes into the textured bristles. Its soft but it does feel strange.
Then he hopped back and forth on his feet:
I'd say he enjoyed it!