Weather around here has been very very wet lately, so I haven’t been going out to the clubhouse. Everything I own would get soaked! But today I’ll probably make it. It’s only cloudy, not raining. Gray clouds are PNW winter sunshine!
This week I’ve made improvements on the red felt dress, including a hip band with a flower, and some gathers at the bustline to give a bit of spice and interest instead of it being flat felt. I made a tiny necklace and three purses to go with the outfit. I also made a top for the leggings outfit. Finally, I broke out my hot glue gun and made an ottoman, and a mop.
I don’t know why, but the mop became an instant favorite with my son. He waved it around all day like a magic wand, and even used it to dust the computer and everything else in sight! I had to make a second one so he could have his own, and my Barbies could have their own. I should give him a tiny bucket of soapy water and tell him to go mop the kitchen floor with it today!
Part of me is looking forward to playing with my little friends again. Part of me dreads it. I’m afraid to let them handle my dolls. I’m afraid they’ll just ruin them because they play too roughly. They’re used to toys that are child-proofed, not delicate things meant to be played with gently. These girls are old enough to show more consideration. I’ll talk to them about it and see whether they tone down, or whether they keep on being out of control. I know things get broken sometimes when you play with them, but it should be a rarity, not just “what you expect”. I was never rough with my toys as a child, nor were my kids rough with theirs, so I know it’s a personality thing, not just a “childhood” thing.
What I need is for the girls to start bringing their OWN toys out to play, if they want to be rough. Let them share some of the risk of things getting ripped, dirty, or lost. This shouldn’t be all about me running a charity playschool event. I want it to be about us all creating stories together, not just running wild.