Monday, July 28, 2008

Paper Chickens

After we got back from our usual Saturday grocery shopping, Kallie informed us that she wanted to make paper chickens. I had NO idea what she was talking about, but told her that we'd discuss it later. Well, skip to later...I was taking a nap and Ryan was cleaning the house when Kallie asked again. Ryan, being the amazing father (and husband!) that he is, took Kallie over to the "useful box" and pulled out the requested items: paper, cotton balls (pom-poms), and glue. He handed her the items and she was off and running while he kept cleaning. When I woke up, I came out to a clean house, a very happy 3-year old, and paper chickens. Here are the results of her project, (which you can plainly see ARE paper chickens):
Ryan amazes me. I, being a graduate of Family Science, often feel that I must have some sort of goal in mind with these projects. They must be educational and they must have a recognizable result. And, to avoid too much of a mess on Kallie and her surroundings, I try to keep some kind of control over the situation. But, Ryan didn't worry about all of that that--he just let her use what she wanted from our supplies, (collected for this exact purpose), and let her go. Ryan often tells me that I'm "the brains behind this operation," especially in relation to the kids. But, it often seems my education gets in the way--and his "wingin' it" turns out much better than my applied theories. What a great example from my husband of how to be a fabulous parent!

6 comments:

Aubrey said...

My husband is often the same way. He just knows how to have fun with Celeste, to simply play with her.

Krista said...

Oh- don't you love husbands??? They are so great! Plus the paper chickens are fabulous. Too cute!

The Gould Family said...

Those are great paper chickens!

Mickelle said...

That is such a cute story! I can't wait till Betsy's old enough to play independently with Dad while I take a nap! (It should be able to happen now, but ...it doesn't. Why is that?)

I liked your insights on the casting stones -- makes a lot of sense. You know they say takes a village to raise a child -- I've always thought it takes a village to understand the scriptures. We just all find our little nuggets, and when we share them, we all get closer to our Father.

Erin said...

cute chickens!

Shanell said...

I too feel that my education gets in the way of being a kid. Sounds like both of our husbands compliment us well.