Craftphobic
I have a joke among a few friends that I'm craftphobic. I don't scrapbook, crochet, or make my own greeting cards. I wish I did. I wish I COULD. But the truth is I can't cut a straight line with scissors. If you give me a diagram to assemble ANYTHING, forget it. My oldest daughter is crafty, and it is undoubtedly a great trial to her than she is afflicted with a mother who cannot share, or worse, help her with her craft projects. She was finishing a small weaving project recently and asked me to show her how to tie the end loops off. There was a simple diagram with two pictures showing how to achieve this glorious end. Do you think I managed it? Do you think I managed to decipher what those two little pictures meant? Alas, no. Daughter wrenched the diagram from me after I'd been staring at it blankly for several minutes and figured it out mostly by herself.Today I've been deep into the crafts, facing my fears. Daughter's ninth birthday is tomorrow, and she chose an 'Around the World' theme, which means we're going to play games from different countries. I read online of an idea to help this along--making pretend passports and stamping each one everytime we visit a country (by playing a game). Simple, eh? Really, really simple.
Well, it's taken me 2 hours to make 15 passports out of construction paper and staples--I told you it was simple! And they look so very, very homemade. That doesn't bother me. Trust me, I'm humble when it comes to crafts. But I KNOW a well meaning mother at the party tomorrow is going to point to one of these stapled creations and ask, "Oh, did your daughter make that?" and I am going to gulp and lie, and say, 'Why, yes, she did. It's pretty good for a nine year old, don't you think?'
posted by Kate Hewitt at
12:41 PM
