I’ve been feeling somewhat “less than” as a mother for not putting together brilliant seasonal craft projects to dazzle and amaze friends and family.
See, it’s almost Easter and we haven’t even bought eggs to dye yet.
That said, my approach to kiddie art-making has long been that kids should go DIY, doing stuff that meets their interests without a lot of expectation from their parents about the outcome.
This doesn’t mean, however, that I don’t have my moments of doubt.
Right now, in fact, I’m feeling a little like the odd-person-out with my POV, especially if I spend too much time on Pinterest.
Where do some of those super-crafty mommy bloggers come up with that stuff? And is a labor-intensive craft project really worth the money and effort–especially if it comes at the expense of being outside or reading about, oh, 16th-century England, amphibians, or some other random topic that we’re prone to researching at random in the middle of an afternoon?
Note that because we were heavily influenced by the Reggio-Emilia approach to preschool, we have a ton of art supplies accessible to the kid, which he uses as he pleases with minimal input from me. Sometimes he makes unusual assemblages, other times it’s pencil on paper.
The few times that I’ve tried a more elaborate craft, we’ve ended up ticked at one another when our visions don’t mesh. Or we’ve been bored to tears. We both loathe coloring sheets. (This must be hereditary because my mother isn’t a fan of them, either.)
Frankly, I just find the stuff that the kid makes on his own far more compelling to me because it came out of his own little head and hands.
Then again, maybe it’s just me… and I’m being lazy and unimaginative.