So today, we busted open the craft box and Henry and I decided to go to town. I didn’t have a specific craft project in mind, but I figured we could just glitter glue some sticks, pom poms, pipe cleaners, and styrofoam balls together and call it a craft project. I usually try and find an actual craft for us to attempt, but seeing how my son is 4 and I have NO artistic ability whatsoever, it usually just turns into a glittery, gluey mess anyway. I deduced that we could drop the whole searching for a real project deal, and just get straight to destroying my white dining room table. If you want to call it a “dining room” table, because our dining room is actually a strange, jutting-out area of the living room.

Anyway, Papa got home and Henry wanted him to craft along with us. I thought it was a great idea: family craft time! I thought it would be fun for Henry to see what Daddy and I could create for him. At least we could make something that he could appreciate a little. Or so I thought.

This is what I made for Henry…it’s what I like to call an “impressionist version” of a Christmas Tree. I think it’s quite good.

Henry put together some lovely popsicle sticks that could be described as “blingin’ ice pop gear.” I, for one, think he’s showing some serious leanings toward professional artist.

And last, but certainly not least, we have Daddy’s craft. I have no clue what the hell this is. Neither does Henry. I think Henry was disturbed when Daddy showed him his final result. I’m giving Papa the benefit of the doubt here and saying that he just didn’t get to finish before it was time for dinner at the “dining room” table.

Happy Friday, everybody! Happy crafting to you as well!

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