I recently read something online talking about how important it is to craft with your kids. Whether that be playing with play-doh, coloring, painting, or – heaven forbid – glitter, it’s important to spend that time together helping them develop skills and what not.
So I did what any good mother would do and go to Michael’s to buy extra crayons and paint and green glitter glue that Charlotte begged me for, and I instantly regretted it.
I’m sure there are some of you out there who adore crafting with your kids, and good for you! Sincerely, good for you. But I must be missing that gene, because any time she asks to bust out the paint or the play-doh I die a little inside. I can’t turn off the part of my brain that focuses on the mess, or the water EVERYWHERE, or the fact that she is trying to finger paint with water colors and is then rubbing her hands all over the damn place. The play-doh always, ALWAYS gets ground up into the rug no matter how diligent I try to be. Usually, halfway through painting, Charlotte decides she wants to just take her shopkins or her PJ masks figures and stick them inside the water glass and give them a bath, so now there’s water and paint everywhere. And the glue is an entirely different ordeal. I have hidden it and she hasn’t asked for it because the last time I took it out it somehow ended up in my hair and on my back.
I just figure this is the way I was made. I am not someone who likes to craft on my own, so I’m certainly not someone who is going to like crafting with a 3 year old. I’ll color with her until she tells me that I’m doing it wrong, but that’s about as far as I’m going to go. Isn’t this what school is for? So they can play with play-doh and paint and make things that are already dry and ready to come home, no mess included? She’ll still get all of the benefits of crafting, just not with her mother, who will bond with her in other ways.
And I’ll never take out the green glitter glue, EVER again.