Tags: Children, Crafts, Creativity, Expats, Family, Kids, Motherhood, Pinterest, Romania, Winter
Spoiler Alert: Are you married to or related to me? Then do not read this until after February 14. (I mean it, Mom!)
So you might have heard that it’s cold here in Eastern Europe. Record-breaking cold. Politicians-resigning cold. Hair-freezing cold. (Note to self: Do not go outside until at least 90 minutes after shampooing.)
Sledding? Skating? Snowman-building? My kids want nothing to do with it. Hence, we are stuck in the house. And we seem to have lost our quiet voices. Along with any interest in sprawling on the couch and watching hours of brain-melting cartoons … despite a little, um, begging on my part.
But I still have my sanity. (Really, I do.) How? you ask.
Arts. Crafts. And empty toilet-paper tubes.
I have no idea what to do with Lego wheels. Or “easy-to-configure” train tracks. Or Barbie shoes that just won’t stay on. But give me some card stock, pipe cleaners, and a Valentine’s Day Pinterest board? And a-crafting we will go. All. Weekend. Long.
Portable hugs? Check. (No pictures because I spent the entirety of the project choking back sobs over the volume of glitter being spilled on tables, floors, and toes.)
Old crayons turned new again? Check. Lollipop and I spent an hour or so arduously peeling labels from violet-red and red-violet nubs. We chatted about how tricky it seemed. And we agreed we were thankful for cheap Romanian crayons whose paper wrappers practically slid right off. (Damn you, Crayola, and your quality product.)
“I Love You Because” books for Daddy? Check. We went large on this one and broke into our precious felt and buttons cache. (He’s totally worth it.) We experienced a momentary setback when Lollipop and Giggles realized I had made the covers different. (“How come he got a heart button?” and “Hey, hers has two buttons!!” and so forth.) But I fixed my “Stern Mommy” gaze upon them and we moved along …
Right to the recycling bin. Toilet-paper-roll finger puppets? Check. With eyelashes.
Craft hard or go home, that’s our motto.
Well, that, and there’s no such thing as too many stickers … And if all else fails, glue it … And buttons don’t go in your nose … And it’s not over until someone eats glitter … And …
What’s your crafting motto(s)? Which do you wield better: a Lego wheel or a color wheel? And how do you pass the time when marooned with bored children?
*See, even the title of this post comes from a Pinterest pin, one I am indeed planning to implement next Tuesday.
This post is part of MEP’s Real Women of Pinterest series. Join in as we celebrate collaborative creativity (and the power of glue guns).
Tags: Children, Crafts, Creativity, Expats, Kids, Nature, Photography, Romania, Snow, Winter
“One’s action ought to come out of an achieved stillness: not to be mere rushing on.”
— D.H. Lawrence
How often do you make time to be still? What do you notice when you finally stop moving? And do you have a finger-painter who brightens your day?
Tags: Challenges, Christmas, Crafts, Creativity, Expats, Holidays, Perfection, Pinterest, Romania
Reason #173 I miss the USA: Michaels.
Aisles and aisles of ribbon. (Solids. Polk dots. Stripes. Glitter. Wired or nonwired.) Tubs of buttons. Tubes of finger paint. Bags of beads. Yarn. Pipe cleaners. Felt. Hot glue, Elmer’s glue, fabric glue, wood glue, tacky glue, glue sticks.
I better stop before I make myself cry.
See, I don’t have any of the other crafty goodness I mentioned above. I’m having to improvise. To let go of perfection. To lower my creative standards. And be cheerful about it. (You saw how that turned out with the reindeer.)
Add pages and pages of Pinterest craft ideas tempting me with descriptions like “quick,” “simple,” “adorable,” and “no-sewing required.” I’ve spent the week feeling like a big fat 3/4-inch-circle-scrapbook-punch-less crafting failure.
Like I said: Big. Fat. Feltless. Failure. Until I saw this one.
I turned on Christmas Vacation and watched Clark fumble his way through twinkle lights as I made pompoms from one of the two precious skeins of yarn I had brought with me from the States. I wrapped-and-tied-and-cut-and-strung and wrapped-and-tied-and-cut-and-strung and wrapped-and-tied-and-cut-and-strung all the way through the pass-the-Tylenol speech.
And then I put my garland on the tree. And it was lovely.
But the best part? It’s fabricat în România. By me.
Now, what was I saying about Michaels??
How do you let go of perfection? Are you a crafty person? And what store would you miss most if you moved far away?