Maybe it was sheer bravado, maybe it was the fact that I collaborated with a fellow blogger last week whose blog is all about DIY and Pinterest inspiration, but when 36 Year Old had to go away for one day on the weekend I was about to blow 3 Year Old’s mind with a series of well-intentioned yet poorly executed crafts, a house specialty.
I am not a crafty person. In fact, I think I am magnificently bad at crafts. It probably has to do with my lack of patience for the process and the desire to see the finished product already, are we there yet, are we there yet, are we there yet (???!!!) coupled with an uncanny ability to complicate the non-complicated. Not exactly the stuff that crafts are made of, the Greek Chorus would note. True, but I genuinely admire those who are able to hold a pair of scissors with steady hands and cut and paste something tangible, therefore being as bad as I am had never stopped me from undertaking various well-intentioned projects that never lived up to their humble potential. Call me a dreamer.
Without further a do let me present Saturday’s
crap crop! (Greek Chorus: She is about to commit the sin of Hubris!).