I have a secret. I’m a little bit jealous of all the crafty mamas out there who seem to spend their off time knitting, crocheting, and painting masterworks from water and freshly ground flower petals that were picked by the light of a full moon, while dancing in the dew on the seventh day of the Local Produce Harvest Festival. These same women, not only seem to come up with amazingly creative ways to spend their own time, but they also often come up with great crafts and activities for their kids.
I know I sound a little sarcastic here, but I really do feel little pangs of guilt from time to time that I don’t create an entire Care Bear world out of bits from the recycling bin, or think of turning piles of shaving cream into colourful, foamy outdoor fun, or introduce my kids to the wild world of non-Newtonian Liquids (aka Flubber).
I would like to look at the world as a playground for crafts, but I don’t. So I quite surprised myself today when the kids came home from the park toting a few million (or five) large pine cones, and I chirped, “Let’s make birdfeeders!”.
My husband’s looked at me strangely and said, “Really? Um…”.
But there was no stopping me. I plopped the kids down in front of plates of peanut butter and bird seed and told them to go to town.
Once the kids stopped eating the peanut butter, they proceeded to smear it on the chairs, and the walls, and themselves…and only then did they cover the pine cones too. After rolling the peanut butter coated cones in bird seed, we hung them up on the one tiny tree that we have left in the back yard.
Of course, we live on a slough. A slough that is a haven for rats. I know this because I see the rats swimming from one side of the slough to the other on calm summer nights. Awwww. Such good little swimmers, those disgusting plague carrying rodents. Leaving a source of food for them hanging from a low-lying branch probably isn’t the smartest thing we could do.
But, I’m choosing to ignore that for now. This is my crafty mom moment in the sun.