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Creative Kids: Lipstick Drawing

April 11, 2011

Look at the delight on her face! Miss Cossie here, couldn’t believe it when I said, “Do you want to draw with some lipstick?” I’ve got a stash of old make-up I don’t use anymore: lipsticks, lip gloss and eyeshadow. I thought it would be fun for the kids to use the make-up as an art material. Drawing [...]

Inhibiting Play

May 30, 2010

Saturday morning: The husband let me sleep in! Would you believe it, I got out of bed at 10 o’clock (wonders never cease). I left the comfort of the bed to find a huge pirate ship box display set up in the kitchen, equipped with half the linen cupboard to make for a sea. If I was [...]

Button Craft

April 13, 2010

I love buttons. They are so cute and colourful so are a wonderful material for craft and decoration. I purchased the buttons (shown above) from Spotlight. Second hand shops often sell buttons in bulk or use the ones that have been sitting in the sewing drawer for 5 years. I designed two simple outlines for the children to fill in with [...]

Dare to Paint

April 10, 2010

Painting can be messy, I know. The wonderful thing about watercolours is mess is kept to a minimum, compared to regular children’s paints. Children from as little as 12 months can enjoy painting with supervision. My daughter enjoyed helping me with this post. Set up A cup of water Paper towel (for absorbing excess [...]

Story Friday: Wordless

March 8, 2010

While reading a children’s book, do you pause to ask your child their opinion on what the character is feeling? Are they sad or happy? Surprised or frightened? Angry or confused? Do you ever allow your child to interpret the pictures into a story? A wordless story is a wonderful way to introduce story telling and empathy [...]

Story Friday : Munchkin Pumpkin

February 27, 2010

This story / endearment is inspired by my sister: a brilliant FunAunty. I’m blessed to have a beautiful sister to love my children. When I was writing and thinking about this conversation my sister has with my daughter, I remembered my own mother; what she used to call my three sisters and I. We all had different sausage [...]

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