I had to laugh the other day when someone asked me why I haven't posted anything lately about the crafts I usually do with my boys. This was funny because, well, because I don't enjoy doing crafts! I do them because my boys like it and because I figure someone has to teach them how to cut and glue and paint if they're not in preschool.
And, deep down, I still have lingering resentment toward my elementary school teachers that chided my inability to cut a straight line or keep glue in the right place or paint without spilling. I used to cringe when it was art time at school. I still cringe at "Ladies Craft Nights" and other such fun, but I'm getting much better at it.
Well, I assure you we've maintained our pace of getting messy making a craft or two each week. Here are a few pics of some of what we've been up to this Fall:
I sliced an apple in half and the boys dipped it in paint and stamped it to make a tree. For leaves, the boys sprinkled green glitter, which I'm still finding on the kitchen floor.
I drew pumpkins and acorns and leaves with glue, and the boys stuck dry beans and dry pumpkin seeds to each shape.If I had a dime for every time Grady Lee exclaimed, "This is so much fun, Mom!" I'd be off to the races in search of a new winter coat. Yes, I've decided that this is the year of a new winter coat. I haven't had a new one in about six years and it's high time I got one... right?! (Pretty slick how I slipped that in here, huh? I just hope my husband is actually reading this post.)
We made our share of apple-cinnamon bread, and pumpkin bread, and brownies with Fall-colored sprinkles. YUM to everything with Fall flavors!
We, of course, did the traditional hand-stamp-turkeys as well. After stamping hands, the boys glued on google eyes, stuck on feathers, and glitter glued on some legs and a gobbler... or whatever the ugly dangly thing is called.
And, last but not least, what is a celebration of Fall without acknowledging the Indians and Pilgrims? I showed the boys some examples of making an Indian headdress or a Pilgrim hat. They were all about the feathers so I got out the supplies for Indian headdresses.They enjoyed running around the house for a while, slapping their hand over their mouths and howling while they chased "bad guys who were hiding upstairs." Thanks goodness I'm well protected around here.