Such Crafty Kids

I have a little bucket that I keep some general craft supplies in - googly eyes, pompoms, glue sticks, beads, ribbons, foam stickers, scissors, that sort of thing.  It has a place in the closet next to the construction paper.  This past weekend, my youngest kids re-discovered this bucket of fun.

(Also kept within the bucket is the hot glue gun. I should probably take it out, but when I need it, I know it is there.  If I put it in a new spot, I'll never remember where it is.  Today, my youngest pulled out the hot glue gun and asked me what it was.  I told her it's a hot glue gun.  My 5 year old yelled out excitedly, "It's a gun?!"

Yeah, well, sort of.  That's a boy for you, I guess.)

I have a love/hate relationship with the bucket of fun. I love when they pull it out and are creatively making things with it. I hate the mess. When they pull that thing out the creative destruction is huge. Guess who cleans it all up...  I'll give you a hint, it's not the kids.


That's OK though. I really love to see their creative juices oozing onto their project in front of them. My 5 year old son made the coolest little race car out of paper and a black foam sheet. It was decorated with foam stickers and had a few beads glued onto it. So creative.

Right now the three year old is sitting at the table, bucket of fun in front of her and a bottle of glue in her hands.  I want to go re-claim the kitchen table, but who can squash such creativity?