This was the scene last night at about 9:00 pm. Ezra and I holed up alone on his bed - both 'inspired' by the crunch of a deadline - working away till the very last minute on our birthday gifts for Adelaide. The rest of the family? Waiting patiently for the delayed bedtime to begin. Long ago they had their presents finished, wrapped up, and tucked away. Oh, but we all do things so differently, don't we? Indeed we do. I love the flurry of activity that happens the day, the night before a family celebration. Much sneaking about in a hurry, lots of baking and cleaning, and plenty of anticipation by all ("It's almost my birthday!" she shouted all day in her sing-song voice).
Ezra's last-minute inspired project was - a book for his sister. And with no Bare Books in the house, and the latest of our staplers missing (how do you lose a stapler, I ask?), I had to improvise a bit to get the 'blank book' for him to create on. We found an old board book, used a bit of sandpaper to 'rough' up the glossy pages, and applied a layer of Gesso throughout the book, leaving it open (fan-like) overnight to dry. He then had a blank (and free!) slate on which to work his collage and storytelling magic.
Which is just what he did, in his wonderful way. Wrote a little story for his sister about some more adventures of Winnie The Pooh (a big favorite book of Adelaide's at the moment). He made up some of his own Pooh adventures - that A.A.Milne might just get a chuckle out of. And adventures that Adelaide will surely love.
More birthday crafting, and celebration-reporting coming up. For now, though, I have a tea party to prepare. For my three year old baby girl. Oh my.
