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One hang up with getting creative is letting go of worrying about a mess. Sounds easier said than done and the last thing I want to do is make more work for this momma. But my kids love getting hands on and creative! Even if I am working on something, they want to help or get involved in some way. So it’s time to embrace method’s mission statement to fear no mess. Let me tell you though, when I walk into the kitchen after a box of cheerios tipped over and spilled all over the floor or Myles standing by his masterpiece on the wall holding a black Sharpie… that stuff is scary as heck!! 😉 But I do my best to fear no mess and let my kids get creative! I can honestly remember finger painting in kindergarten like a million years ago. Vividly remember the colors of the paints and our big pieces of paper and feeling the paint in my hands. I think it’s so important for kids!
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Here are a few simple tips to getting creative with kids!
1. Some big butcher paper rolls (you can buy rolls at Home Depot)
2. Get ready, set go… Don’t unleash the kids until you are set with paper down, brushes ready and baby wipes in arms reach.
3. When they show what they’ve drawn or painted avoid asking, “What is it?” And instead say, “Tell me about it…”
4. My kids love painting on canvas and if you get it wet before they start it’s easy to rinse off when they are crying because they messed up and can start over. Avoid a tantrum 🙂
We painted then stamped their hands on papers to keep in their scrapbooks!
Hi, we’re method. Our mission is to fear no mess. All your life you’ve been told to be clean. To be perfect, and that’s the problem. Because sh*t gets interesting when it gets messy. So live a little. Live a lot. Be bold with anything you do, and make bigger messes than you ever thought possible. Because when you have clean ingredients you can play as dirty as you want without feeling bad about the clean up.
First of all, I mess up saying “acai” every time like Myles trying to say Lola “wowah”. But I think I got the hang of it. Second of all, perks of having Collin home is he makes me food. Today and last night he made me an acai PB&J bowl. While he was traveling, on a recent trip to Washinton DC, he ate something similar from a food truck at Union Square and has been raving about it ever since. We had most of the ingredients on hand but grabbed a few things yesterday and it’s so good! It’s called PB&J because it’s a spin off of the sandwich with the acai as the jelly and there’s also peanut butter. Which I realized peanut better makes everything better.
Here’s the recipe for ACAI PB&J Bowl:
Mix all ingredients in food processor or blender. I use a Ninja.
1 frozen banana/ 1/3 c. peanut butter/ 1/3 c. Almond Coconut Milk/ 1/2 c. Acai berry juice (the freeze dried stuff is better but we grabbed the juice at Costco)/ handful of frozen strawberries/ 1/2 c. frozen pineapple (He threw in some spinach today which messed with the bright purple color but it was still pretty!)
Toppings: Granola, blueberries, bananas, chia seeds, unsweetened coconut
Found the best seat in the house with that tree’s leaves turning yellow rn.
Ran some errands today with my sidekick. We went to the nursery, because it’s adorable that I keep buying plants thinking that I will suddenly inherit a green thumb. But I can’t kill pumpkins so that’s good. I want to pot some pumpkins with succulents inside. I’ve been really proud of myself for the succulents and cacti that are flourishing on my kitchen window sill-thank you very much!
Myles found my workout shuffle and put the eat buds in then proceeded to ignore me like he’s suddenly some too cool for school teenager. It was worth it though when he started singing Katy Perry, “Baby, you’re a fiiiiyowork (firework)!!” And also much too loudly because he has yet to learn you can’t really hear yourself when you have headphones on and it was the greatest. I think I remember conducting a science experiment in high school where you play classical music or hard rock and the plants grow differently. I don’t know the results but thanks to Myles these green, oxygen producing babies got a good dose of singing CO2 today.
For my Friday favorites today. Is that a thing, you ask? It is now! haha I wanted to share this top because I’ve worn it three days in a row and now I need every color. And it’s 9 bucks.
It’s just such a nice knit fabric and light for fall weather where I don’t know if it’s going to be hot or a little chilly. Click any pics below too. xoxo Happy Friday!
In high school, which seems like forever ago (because it was forever ago), for one of our classes we took a personality test. I remember thinking, whatever this is so lame, like an annoying teenager would. But to this day I still remember my results. I thought it was so awesome because it was spot on. It goes into much more detail but sensitive, moody, sincere, dependable, easily frustrated, creative, and likes to have fun! Could have summed me up.
Well a couple weeks ago, for a church activity with the youth in the church I attend, we took the test. The results were the same except I lost the fun part and it was replaced with the peacemaker color. Which makes sense, I guess, since I’m an old maid now. hehe.
Can you guess what color I am? BLUE. It’s crazy how blue I am. When I read this description it weirds me out that someone could figure out the science of my personality so well. How I deal with situations, conflict as well as needs and wants. Then the next color was white. But I used to be blue/yellow. It made me realize that I want that fun, spontaneous side of me back. (There’s a free test on line you can take at Color Code.)
So the reason I bring this up, is we all know how different kids’ personalities are. Even siblings raised in the same environment with the same parents. As I struggle to discipline, reward, love and nurture these four wonderful souls. I realize that what works with one of them doesn’t work for another. I was trying to figure out what color each one is… and it’s kind of tricky. But I’m figuring it out and how to best respond and validate their needs. Striving to make their light and color be the brightest it can be. And celebrating who each person is! Some days are tougher than others. I definitely live for the small moral victories, a spontaneous hug and kiss. Or Myles’s tender but matter of factly “I like you” that melts my heart.
There’s an awesome article here for kids and personality color coding and a simpler tool below:
pants: Brickyard Buffalo
Have you taken it? What color are you?