Last weekend, I had my favourite visitors over – my niece (13) and nephew (7). These kids… I can’t even begin to write about how much I love them and love spending time with them. I take special pride in them calling me by my name (rather than ‘auntie’), as well as in the fact that they head straight for my room the moment they arrive to my parents’ house (there are some advantages to living at home, after all). And so it happened that on Friday evening all three of us were sitting on my bed and wondering what we should do, when my eyes wandered over to the Clover pom-pom maker which I had bought a few months ago (at a much lower price than the one currently listed on Amazon, though!). In the spur of the moment, I suggested we make some pom-poms, thinking this might amuse us for a half hour or so.
I couldn’t have been more wrong. My friends, we kept on making pom-poms until it was time to go to sleep. And the next morning, when we decided to have a picnic in the back yard, the activity of choice was again – pom-pom making! The looks of intense concentration on these two kids’ faces hung around all day, and they were constantly trying to get nicer and more colourful pom-poms.
I am still amazed, most of all at my own failure to put two and two together before: kids love doing things with their hands and creating stuff. I do too. Why haven’t we been creating things all this time? Sure, my nephew asks for coloured pens and paper to draw on the moment he walks into my room, but it had never occured to me before that he would also enjoy the fibery creativity that I indulge in so regularly. Lesson learned. Between now and their next visit I’m going to be scouring the Internet for other creative activities for kids.
In the meantime, I’ll try to make some sort of a useful (well, maybe not useful, but pretty) object from all the pom-poms we made, to keep it as a reminder of how much fun we can have with the simplest of tools. I’ll let you know how it goes. One thing’s for sure, though: I won’t be short of materials.
And if you’re wondering where all these different colours and fibers came from – yes, I did let them loose in my stash. That alone should tell you how much I love them… ;)