This is one of the things I feel most guilty about as a parent. My son loves to draw and make things and I…. love a sticker-free kitchen.
I am more than willing to throw some money at this creativity situation. I’ll buy craft supplies and little art kits all day long. However, when the request comes to OPEN those kits and USE the materials, I freeze. Oh, maybe after dinner… or, that sounds like a weekend project to me! Not on a school-night sweetie! I’ll admit it, I use the school-night excuse. A lot.
Poor kid, when I finally do haul out the supplies I hummingbird around him incessantly, capping markers, wiping glue, sweeping up foam sticker backings (and those GODDAMN little negative space pieces that require tweezers to pop out of the main sticker and then get stuck EVERYWHERE). Luckily for us both what he really likes to do it draw, with a pencil.
When Holden was in Kindergarten I got the bright idea to make Valentines with him for the 28 children in his class. The number 28 should have slammed the brakes on this particular crazy-train, but I was young and foolish…
We bought little heart stickers, stamps and pastel glitter glue, and I figured he’d go to town. And he did! On 4 cards. Once I realized he was pretty much done, I kicked my inner cheerleader into high gear to try to squeeze every last drop of productivity out of him. Come on, let’s stamp some more! How about some more glitter glue on this one? Fun! Yay! Best day EVERRRRRRRRR!!
Soon I had cards laid out all over the kitchen table, encouraging him to JUST KEEP STAMPING FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, which he did joylessly, resting his head on the table as I shuffled virgin cards under his little, ink-stained hand. I had created a small Valentine card sweat shop. I’m not proud.
To all the parents are able to get their Kindergarteners to print their own name on 20-30 Valentines themselves? I tip my hat to you. I signed his name on every last one of those damn cards.