Filed under: Around the House
I need to become more crafty. With this winter starting out WI bone-chillin’ cold, and Harrison not really enjoying being outside, we’ve been inside more than we’re used to.
Noah and Harrison both really enjoy crafts. Noah does at least one a day at school, and at daycare he spends much of his free play time at the arts and crafts center. Last time I picked him up, he showed me the painting room. Rob often brings home 5, 10, or more art projects Noah has completed that day. Harrison also enjoys arts and crafts. He brings home mostly paintings, but his teachers have commented several times that he actually “gets” arts and crafts and doesn’t chew or throw the supplies like so many other kids his age.
We are currently out of construction paper, dangerously low on glue, out of glue sticks. Look at what we did today. Pretty sorry, don’t you think?
Lots of my RFC friends have blogs and regularly post the cute crafts they do with their children. I suscribe to kidscraftsweekly, and we’ve actually done a couple of the crafts. My favorite was the Christmas thumbprint spiders – I used that again this year and made cards for all the teacher…
I need help. Where do I even go for craft supplies. I’m thinking googly eyes, foam balls, pipe cleaners, construction paper, etc…. And where do you gals get your ideas???
Filed under: Green
We took the Christmas tree down the other day. Noah and Harrison sure had fun pulling the lights off. Noah quickly went into Christmas tree withdrawal. He loved coming downstairs every morning and plugging in the lights. He loved pointing out which ornaments he had made. He loved having the Christmas tree in the house.
The day after we took down the tree, he was asking to set it back up. I had to do something, poor kid was nearly depressed. We decided to cut up the tree, use the needles and small branchs for natural mulch around our raspberry bushes and other shrubs that wouldn’t mind the needles, and cut up the trunk for firewood. This suggestion satisfied Noah immensely, and he and I spent the better part of an hour cutting the branches off the tree. He hauled them away, while I “stole” them back to use in my raspberry bed. He hasn’t asked about the tree since except to say how “Dad will cut the Christmas tree with the chop saw, not the chain saw, ’cause Noah and Harry no like the chain saw. Too loud”
