Yes. Yes I did. Long-time readers will remember that I made my son's Halloween costume last year...but IN DESPERATION. It turned out OK, but I swore off the glue gun for good.
(NOTE: I did end up at Michael's again this year, with an armful of fabric thinking that I would again attempt to make a Halloween costume for R. The fabric made it home, along with floral tape, more glue guns, and safety pins...but never moved from the dining room table. Pregnancy hormones make me crazy in the head.)
So yes - Martha Stewart I am not. But capable of making messes? Oh yeah - big time. Does my husband cringe when he calls home and I say, "We've started an art project!!" Absolutely. Do we ever create something usable? Something that requires actual precision, skill or even nice handwriting? Nope. Never.
So I was very excited about this one.
R and I had gone on a walk, collecting "treasures". He found some leaves (some on the ground, some on the trees), a few dried-out sunflower middles, and various other items.
When we got home, I cut pieces of clear contact paper into squares, taped the non-sticky side down on the table (see pic above), and peeled the backing off. Voila!! A sticky surface on which to press his treasures!
I then - and get this - took a hole punch (Yes! I did buy one!) and punched holes in each sheet, and tied them to a stick with yarn. Instant book.
What cracked me up the most was the fact that R wanted to read this book. Over and over and over. A few times I tried to make up a story about fairies living in flowers, riding on leaves, blah, blah, blah...but the story he really wanted to hear was the story of Raines, the little boy who rode his bike around, collecting treasure. Basically a re-telling of our day.
I'd love to take full credit for this book idea...but since I actually had a hole punch and clear contact paper on hand, I suspect that I read about it somewhere. In any case, it's a fun and easy project for even the most craft-challenged mom. And all of your hard work gets rewarded in the snuggle-and-read time that follows.
"One day, a little boy and his mummy went out for a walk...."