Yesterday, the day before Thanksgiving, we started to craft, something that I love to do as much as Christmas. I decided that we were going to make ornaments, in preparation of sending them to grandparents, and cousins and stuff....
So, I loaded up my trusty Christmas Pinterest board, and off we went. The kids were surprisingly on board (more surprised about Dylan) as they began their masterpieces.
The popsicle sticks were painted by care, while the handprint Santas were baking in there. (sorry, couldn't resist the rhyme). But they turned out pretty cute!
The Santa handprint things came out of the oven.
At this point, Dylan was starting to lose interest, but in true Holiday Spirit, I threatened his life and his finished painting his Santa faces (well...mostly. I may or may not have helped a little). These too, came out pretty cute. Crafting was a success!
Now it was time to clean up the mess. The kids trotted off, finally free of the chains of Mommy's hair brained ideas.
Then what to my wondering ears should I hear but the crunching and cracking of......HOLLY!!!!!
I look over the landing to see Holly indulging in one of Santa's fully-painted faces.
It also happened to be Dylan's, which sent a Streetcar Named Desire-like howl to echo throughout the house, "HO-LLY!!!!!!!!!" (the ironic part...he had his shirt off in preparation for swim practice...a very Brando moment.)
I promised Dylan that we would fix it, and in true six-year-old fashion, he forgot about it in 3.2 seconds and scampered on his way.
I however, congratulated myself with a little rest and relaxation.
Let the holiday season commence! YIPPEE!!!!
