Christmas is on the horizon and I am beginning to feel a mild degree of panic as I contemplate the complex world of gifting. Predictably, I'll leave everything until the last minute meaning you'll probably find me in the wee hours of December 24th wielding a glue gun to whatever over-ambitious handmade gifts I've attempted. I'm not sure I can muster the enthusiasm.
Last year I came up with something pretty good for my niece, Miss Daisy (Daughter of Rebekah over at Just For Daisy)
I'm calling it a garden play dough kit. It's a somewhat open-ended collection of objects that I thought might make a delightful small world for a little girl (or boy).
We picked up a small wooden birdhouse at a craft shop. Daddy used a hole saw, a tool which I am not familiar with, to cut a hole big enough for little fingers to maneuver toys in and out.
He also cut some coloured pegs in half creating little peg people.
I found some bamboo/wooden bowls at an op-shop (thrift store). Perfect!
Most riveting are the flowers made from wooden craft sticks, felt and a glue gun. I'd made similar flowers for the hats at Pea's third birthday party loosely following a tutorial similar to this one.
And to pull it all together, play dough dirt, play dough made with a excessive amount of food dye in a neat little package.
This was one of those gifts we wished we could have kept all to ourselves. Those are the best kind of gifts though, aren't they?