So, yeah, this is my life. And I know that once Alex get moving that things are only going to be more rowdy. Sigh. At least my wreath turned out okay.
I kinda want a different ribbon but the theme for the tiny bit of Christmas creating that has been going on has been
Okay, this wasn't just about cheap it was also about connivence. My husband works for a hardware store. Getting the pipe insulation was a lot easier than having to drag my wild children to an arts and craft store. I will say I wished used stronger tape. It has started to separate a little bit, next time duck tape!
(sorry for the blurry photo, did I mention I live with wild animals?)
As for the wreath decorations, it wrapped in fabric (no sewing, I didn't even iron) and the felt flowers were made using this tutorial. Once again, no sewing. I actually saw an entire wreath (after I made this one) that was totally covered in flowers like the ones I made. I think I might try that for another holiday, maybe Easter?
While we are on the subject, here are some photos of random holiday craftiness . . . .
Henry's handiwork. Each letter was going to be completely coated in one color glitter. But Henry had a different vision and who am I to stifle his artistic creativity?
My sister Janine made us cute embroidered stockings.
This was from Henry's preschool, the photo is amazing. Such an angry little reindeer.
And lastly, Henry Picasso inspired reindeer. He insisted that this was the way it was meant to be.
Maybe if I am lucky ordered will be established to me home before Christmas. It's my grown up Christmas wish.
PS. Before all the vomiting we took the kids to Rock City to see the Christmas lights. Henry freaked out (in a good way) and Alex yelled at the nutcrackers. So fun. Henry did call baby Jesus a Halloween pumpkin, causing us to leave the nativity show early. He has some holiday confusion. I have feeling he will be talking about Christmas for months after the fact.