My Aunt did something that made me not happy.
She insisted that all the kids make their OWN costumes for the Christmas play. Stunk for me because I have two boys who I felt were UNLIKELY to manage that task and one precocious but messy 3 year old. This meant work for me. By the way…I do not enjoy making crafts. Not at all.
Over the last couple of weeks, Tanner asked me the same question 100 times.
One fine day, much to my surprise, Tanner made his own crown at his own initiation. The whole “One fine day” thing…I meant that – it was a great day indeed.
This week I finally buckled down to attack the problem of Tori’s angel wings. I “almost” had my friend Kristi working this out for me but then Beau got strep and the responsibility ball rolled right back. I was dismayed.
Tori though? Delighted. Her Daddy drew out her angel wings on poster board in 3.5 seconds. He is amazing like that. I gave her elmer’s glue, white feathers, white glitter, and silver glitter. My angel was having a heavenly time and was doing a remarkable job for a 3 year old. She told us that Aunt Becky told her that her wings “had to be perfect”. (By the way, Aunt Beck did NOT say that).
When she was nearing completion, I was overjoyed. Her wings looked rather marvelous and I had done very little. Excited to check that off my list, I asked her if we were finished and she indicated “not quite”. She then INSISTED upon red glitter. YES RED. I pleaded with her. Tanner pleaded with her. Tanner was CERTAIN that red was a completely inappropriate color for angel wings. Jim finally got involved and reminded Tanner and I that this was Tori’s project so Tanner and I sucked it up and handed her the red glitter.
A little was not enough. The wings became so heavy with layers of glitter and hairspray (because that was my genius idea for holding the glitter to the feathers which only half worked) that I had to wonder if my baby angel would be able to carry the posterboard quickly approaching heavy metal, upon her back.
This evening, my oh so sexy engineer, did what all men do to Jerry Rig small projects and he broke out the duct tape in order to secure her straps onto the back of the wings. Our pint size project manager was underwhelmed with that decision (like most women who in fact, do not believe that duct tape solves all of life’s problems though I personally am a fan of the product – it saved my hide with securing little Miss’s diapers for darn near 12 months).
Bets are being cast in our household as to whether or not baby Jesus will run away. Tanner is hoping he will because Troy is the understudy for Cooper and Tanner is very nervous that baby Jesus (Cooper) will escape mid play and is confident that a non-mobile baby would be a better option. Leave it to Tanner to worry about this. I’ll let you know how the dice rolled later.
Update post practice today:
Me: So how did Aunt Becky like your wings?
Tori: Good. Actually she saw the back side where Daddy put the tape and she was happy. So I changed my mind. She was happy on Daddy.