Although Tina has inspired this post, she has not inspired me to craft.
Crafts make me break out in clutter. And hives.
Last Wednesday, I took PinkGirl to the kid’s activities at church. They were making “Chrismons” and she took one look at the craft table and shot a wide-eyed, drop-jawed look at me. I shook my head, waved and mouthed, “It’s okay, go ahead.”
The mom standing next to her was confused until Pinkgirl told her:
“My mom says glitter is evil.”
Oh chillax, CraftyMoms. Nobody ever died from living a life without glitter.
And I let her make the Chrismons, after all. Then I said a huge thank you prayer to God that the kids were making Chrismons for delivery to a nursing home the following Wednesday – and NOT to bring home.
oh, and CraftyMom? you have a little piece of glitter on your face. oh, and on your shirt. and in your hair. and on your . . .