We started out making them outside. Our neighbor's little boy was over and I "just happened" to have an extra shirt. I was really proud of my kids that they wanted him to go first and were excited to watch him make his.
The wind picked up after he was finished and after watching the paper plates of glitter paint blow across the yard twice, we decided to go inside. I didn't have a huge space to work in, so we took turns at the table. I think the one-on-one probably helped
my stress level make things a little easier too.
The kids thought it was really cool to wear shirts that they made and they washed up really well. (aka: there wasn't glitter throughout the washer/dryer).
Which gives it an all around 4 out of 5 stars in my book.
Why not 5 stars, you ask? Well, I deducted one star for the amount of time it took for me to get the glitter out from under my fingernails. *ugh*
Did I mention I really don't like to get my hands messy?
So, since we're being real....what thing(s) have you been forced to "get over" because of your kids?
P.S. I apologize for the funky layout of this post...I tried and tried and tried to get these last 3 pictures on the same line, but it just didn't happen. Oops!