Let me tell you about that time Emily decided to make a tree.
It was Palm Sunday, and she was inspired to make palm leaves.
She cut pieces of green construction paper to shape, and made slits all over.
Then she glued on strips of corrugated cardboard for stalks so they could be slotted into the tree trunk, in which she had me cut slits.
Then she taped tubes together and rammed them into an amazon box, and had herself a tree with detachable palm leaves.
And that tree stood in our playroom for a long time, after which it became infested with monkeys (but no, this is not our playroom; this is the siding of our house).
Most of them were happy monkeys, but occasionally, some were very sad. Like that brown one, whose heartbreaking story is (if I remember correctly), "the boy monkey is crying because he was making a bracelet for the girl monkey and he was going to give it to her but she snatched it and that was very mean, so he cried."
Yesterday morning Jenna asked if they could make monkeys. I said okay because I couldn't think of a reason why we shouldn't (I also couldn't think of a reason for why we should, either, but it seemed harmless and I wasn't about to suggest a more exciting alternative). So we cut out monkey shapes in construction paper and the girls decorated them.
"You can hang from each other, too," Jenna told me. "Because of their curly hands and legs and tails".
So I see.
This is what happens when the kids direct the crafting in our house. Thought you might like a window into their minds. I like it. I just watch, and step in when there are blades involved, and then step out again.
Interestingly, a site that featured my projects said that many of the crafts here are advanced. Hmm. Really? Even the stuff my kids make? I've never thought of them in levels of difficulty, only relative levels of insanity and funniness. I suppose we all use different units of measurement. Like Mess. The bigger the mess, the more fun the craft usually is. Or Time. Or Laundry Baskets. Or Nutella:
5 Nutella sandwiches = That was a very involved dress.
1 Nutella sandwich = I serged all around the edges of a fat quarter and called it a handkerchief.
What units of measurement do you use for your crafts?