Wacky Races

The Noodle doesn't let me sew in the day time, he thinks it is anti-social and there is always the danger he will jump up and down on the treadle unexpectedly or jab his finger under the moving needle. Mostly he likes to press buttons and there are a lot of buttons to press on my sewing machine, irresistible. As extreme sewing is not really my bag I tend to sew under cover of night. This is usually fine if a) the kids are sleeping well and b) my social life is non existent but neither of these things have been true this week so I am feeling somewhat thwarted, thwarted and slightly hungover, this does not make for very neat stitching. Because I couldn't sew and because the rain is still raining and because I desperately wanted to make something, anything, I made the kids this...

The horse won, just in case you are of the betting persuasion ;-) .

Rain Rain Go Away

I have been trying to pull a million crafting activities out of the bag this week in an attempt to keep my stir-crazy son occupied during the torrential rain we have been experiencing. Not easy as he has the attention span of a duck. So far we have done clay modelling, most of which he ate, painting, stamping, marble-rolling-painting (which he loved and I love because the results are usually quite spectacular with very little effort) and collaging.
Early on in the week I discovered Shrinky-Dinks, a whole childhood too late (for me). Where have I been? And more importantly how much fun have I missed out on? I shrinky-dinked all afternoon with The Noodle, got so excited about showing Boo such fabulousness when she returned home but she was not the least bit impressed "I've already done that at School Mummy". Fine. I made her do it anyway. Watching the curling up of the plastic in the oven is endlessly fascinating.
Maybe I should get out more?
Anyway the rain shows no sign of abating and as arc building is next on the agenda I better put up these photos of our Shrink-plastic artefacts lickety-split.