Scavenger Hunt Sunday
Hot Hot Hot
Finding Form
Front Page of the News
Chore-My husband can attest, I’m not a faithful chore doer. Carpe diem, friends!
Beads
Crazy Crayon Sticks
I’ll spare you the details. Martha and one thousand other bloggers have already done a tutorial on making muffin crayons. Here’s her tutorial.
I didn’t have any fun muffin pans, so I improvised with skewers, aluminum foil and a 9×13 pan to make Crazy Crayon Sticks! Perfect for little hands.
They even became ‘trains’ to the little one’s imagination.
Three tips:
- Reusing the foil when making many crayons, creates crinkly crayons. Unless you like the look, I don’t suggest it.
- Let cool completely before removing the crayons or they break.
- When unwrapping the old crayons, I soaked the crayons in water to help the wrappers come off. They were ancient crayons and I found it to be helpful, especially for the non-Crayola crayons.
Have fun!
Mumday Monday
After pouring himself a few Cheerios, Pierson looked sincerely at Michael and said, “Daddy want one?”
*Please pardon the toothbrush, Thatcher’s bottle, and hair curler. Don’t judge.
It Doesn’t Add Up
As a mom of a two year old, I’m quickly learning a mathematical principle that does not work to my favor.
For years, Michael and I will do what we call “15 minute miracles.” 2 people working together for 15 minutes to provide 30 minutes of solid house cleaning. These miracles have been terrific, and really put a dent on the spruce-ification of our home.
The baffling factor to my mathematical equation and one I can no longer accurately compute is figuring Pierson’s effect to this equation.
Factoring his destruction to our once effective 15 minute miracle now looks something like this:
2 people x 15 minute miracle – 45 minutes of destruction (which only took 2 minutes)= 30 minutes needed to re-clean.
If I try to do another miracle to solve the new deficiency, I’m right back where I started! Only, I’m in the hole 15 additional minutes. How can one 35-inch child of motion make my cleaning sprees so ineffective? I’m baffled.
The moral of this story? Don’t clean.
