I love it when teachers let little kids forget about the spelling, so that they can just focus on getting their ideas down on paper.
So it is with “paper machea” because he needs to get to the important part — the “dog is in the way.” And this is hard, he is discovering.
He thinks he’s done with the messy stage of gluing, and he’s ready for the fabric part, but he realizes he forgot to add the Penguin’s arms. But only one arm is enough for one day. The other arm comes tomorrow.
These swatches of fabric remind me of the long line we stood in together at Joanne’s. Quality bonding time that reminds me of why I don’t “craft.”
The “wether was not coroporating” with me. “it” took a long time for the weather to be nice. (Notice the multiple spellings of the same word. But I totally get it.)
This is the day his big brother was home from college, and he was having so much trouble playing Mr. Mom.
Andrew notices that my glue “leaves a mess.”
I love the finality of this entry: “I take a picture of him. I think he is done. But he doesn’t stand up. Parts are falling off. But I fix it but not the standing part.”
And “It was hard. We were going to print them at a store, but I didn’t want to spend money. So we printed them at home.”
In the end, “I look over him. I see if I need to fix anything. Looks pretty good. “