We to the fair two weeks ago, so I’d say that this post is pretty much on time with how frequently I’ve been blogging.
I’m a fair person. There I said it. I love everything about it. The rides, the pig races, the greasy over-sized proportions of food, the smelly animals, everything. I have been going to the Evergreen State Fair with my family every year since 1993. James isn’t really a fair person but he’s been a trooper for the last four years that I’ve asked him to go with me and put up with me shoveling a large brick sized portion of curly fries in my mouth (I’m getting hungry thinking about them).
There’s something more magical about seeing your kids experience the fair. Everything is still so big and exciting to them. This was the first year that Jimi knew what the rides were and was excited to go on them (it’s also probably the last year we can get away with only letting him go on a few of them). He also remember riding the ponies last year and couldn’t wait to get back on them. When we went to the fair last year Cecilia was only 3 weeks old, so of course everything was new and exiting to her. Cecilia LOVES animals. But she likes them to keep their respective distance from her. As soon as she spots an animal (of any kind) she starts yelling, pointing, and waving. As soon as she gets close to said animal, she starts frantically waving, crying/whimpering, and scurrying to get away, which is actually pretty cute.
Everyone had a good time at the fair this year and it was a great way to end the summer.
Jimi is finally at the age where he can handle doing some small crafts (with some guidance). For Valentine’s Day, I had him do the easy craft of coloring on coffee filters and flicking water on it to make cool color blends. We turned those into cards to mail to family. I saw this cute Easter craft on pinterest using shaving cream and paint and thought it would be a good one for Jimi to try (original post can be found here).
I found a set of glittery acrylic paints on clearance at Target, bought some cheap shaving cream, did a google search of egg templates until I found one I liked, traced it onto some card stock I already had and cut them out.
What you need:
- Shaving cream
- Paper plates
- Acrylic paint
- card stock or construction paper
- wax paper or parchment paper
- Scraping device (like a rubber spatula)
What to do:
- Spray some shaving on the paper plates. Spread it around with the rubber spatula
- Squirt different colors of acrylic paint onto the shaving cream
- Use a tooth pick to blend the paint colors (you only need to mix them a small amount. If you over mix the there won’t be a swirly/tie-dye effect)
- Take the card stock (cut into whatever shape you want) and press into the shaving cream
- Place the card stock on wax paper to let the shaving cream mix set on the paper
- After a couple of minutes, use the rubber spatula to scrape the shaving cream off of the paper
After the shaving cream is scraped off the paper you will be left with a super cool “painted” egg
Here’s how our project went:
A grumpy boy because I made him wear one of my shirts over his clothes.
Ready to add the paint.
Pressing the egg shapes into the shaving cream/paint mixture.
Letting the shaving cream/paint mixture set on the card stock.
I used a rubber spatula to scrap off the shaving cream.
Our His final project. Glued on to card stock to make them into Easter cards.
We had to go to the mall yesterday to get Rebecca’s rings cleaned, part of Jared’s maintenance warranty. In the middle of the trip Cecilia got hungry, as newborns do, so Jimi and I had to go find our own entertainment. I was just going to walk him around and let him explore new sights, but I soon found the perfect distraction. The Everett Mall has carts for rent that have cars on the front that kids can pretend to drive, and they were all locked up together! Jimi spied the rack and immediately shouted “Car!” and started climbing on them. I didn’t even ask how much they were to rent, I just sat down and watched him climb in and out, turn the steering wheel, and open and shut the door. The ladies at the customer service thought he was cute, but a security guard kept circling us like a great white shark sizing up his next meal.
He had to try all of them.
Another family walked by and their son, who was probably a couple months younger than Jimi, saw Jimi playing and immediately wanted to try it. They let him, but when it was time to leave, he threw a fit. So the mother asked how much and was told they were five dollars. They were trying to see how many quarters they had, but when she got the price she said “Five bucks?! That’s gay!” Inappropriate for any age, but this woman was about thirty and should know better than to say that. Their son kept crying, so they unhappily gave in and ponied up the Lincoln. I didn’t feel bad at all.