I love it when I happen apon these moments:
Tough Day
And you think YOU have it bad at work…
I couldn’t resist sharing.
=)
For the Experienced
I wanted to take a moment to brag on my Aunt. My Aunt Greer runs a little Etsy Shop and enjoys making things with her hands and selling them at craft shops. One of her little lovelies is making these wonderful dish scrubbies and crocheting these lovely “wash cloths”. While these wash cloths are actually dish cloths, they work wonders on a smiling pudding or pizza face post “experiencing” dinner.
Love the pot scrubbers that she uses a rough fiber knit into the center. And I love that you can just throw them through the wash and reuse them when they get really oogie.
So thank you for being wonderful you, Aunt Greer, and blessing our little household so with your wonderful talents.
– Love you.
For the Squish of It
Saw various “sensory bags” on Pinterest and thought we’d give it a go with some of our junk drawer “freebies” and a cold “no play outside” afternoon. Gathered some stray beads, googley eyes, small fake flowers, tissue paper, beads, foam stickers, buttons, bows, bells, leftover lotion, veggie oil, corn syrup, food coloring, shaving creme, paint, and various other little items to allow many, many choices.
“Wait, let Mommy take a picture and try not to look like you hate your life…” – Mission failed. HA! –
“Ok, now pick what you’d like to go in your bag.”
Then we added the gooshy choices to their hearts’ delights, squeezed the air out and sealed that puppy up. I added some duct tape to make myself feel a little easier about handing the bag to the preschoolers who would then run through my house with food colored, water balloon bag joys.
The play got mighty creative.
And some bags had to be double-bagged once *ahem* enjoyed.
“AHHHH Attack-face!!!”
I even made one for the babies. (Supervising at all times)
Hannah approved (Little Man was asleep, but later approved).
So the bags were fun for a day. But after two days they turned all slimy. Maybe it was the veggie oil seeping into the freezer bag plastic. Eh, who knows. But we wished them goodbye and counted it a great “get rid of junk AND enjoy the afternoon” craft. =)
Wordless Wednesdays: Quiver Full
Psalm 127: 3-5
Children are a heritage from the Lord,
offspring a reward from him.
Like arrows in the hands of a warrior
are children born in one’s youth.
Blessed is the man
whose quiver is full of them.
During a battle not all arrows stay in the quiver. And we don’t know how long each of these arrows will stay with us. Time is never promised. But we’re delighting in our full quiver.
– Adore these dear ones.