It started out so right!!! I bought some clay and all of us were sitting at the table outside making our creations. Peace reigned over the backyard. Dogs didn’t get chased by Bluesy, Barton didn’t hiss at anyone, angels sang from the heavens. Here are some moments from that day:
Anna hard at work on her creation. She insisted on using all of her clay on one piece.
Tyler made a mouse.
Paul even got into the crafty picture!
Paul's creations: SpongeBob SquarePants and Patrick (the starfish)
So we waited a couple weeks so the clay could dry and we got some time. Then we decided to paint them. The plan was to take them outside for easy clean-up. So come Sunday morning, we took the paint and brushes outside. Water cup–check. Old canvas to “protect” the driveway–check. Only thing missing was the clay pieces. I was carrying them out, stopped on the way back outside to grab one more thing from the garage (you probably know how much I hate making 2 trips ANYWHERE). That’s when it happened….
~ ~ ~ ~ ~CRASH~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Everything slid off the tray, into the wall and onto the floor.
Carnage, part 1
Carnage, part 2
SpongeBob also suffered the wrath.
I felt sooooo bad. I tried to Superglue—didn’t even pretend to work for a second. Everything broke except for Anna’s–remember she insisted on 1 mass? Tyler pretended it was ok and painted for a second. Then I had a BRILLIANT idea. A way to make up for my clumsy mistake…the devastating blow my impatience caused yet again!
Point of interest #1: Please note the wearing of safety goggles.
Point of interest #2: Tyler wanted to continue to smash EVERYTHING: toys, chalk, a baseball…
Point of interest #3: I said no.
Point of interest #4: Paul said I told you so.
Balance was again restored in the Sanders Family.