Sierra asked for a craft the other day, and my heart sank a little. We have been so busy this fall that we haven’t really done as many crafts as I did when Allison or Natalie were Sierra’s age.
“What do you want to do?”
“Paint clay,” she responded. I tried to see if paper would suffice — or wood — or rocks. Nope. So, we made clay. Then we baked clay.
And, we painted clay… all while eating the fall mix. And Sierra was happy. The End.