Many an autumn afternoon used to be whiled away doing nature crafts with my boys. These days they're not quite as interested as they used to be in some of our old standbys but last week they humoured me. We went for a walk around the neighbourhood in the sunshine and collected some leaves.
We came home and got out our old tin of crayons, wax paper and the iron.
A short time later...
Love these! I first made them when I was in elementary school and have had a fondness for them ever since. It is quite possible that the next time I make these it will be with my grandkids. Now there's a thought. Perhaps some of my friends with little ones will take pity on me and start sending their kids over for craft time with me and I can continue to indulge my love of playdough and other such lovely stuff.
In the meantime it looks as though I'll be spending some of our afternoons on a new pursuit - driving lessons with my newly 16 year old. Oh for the days of playdough and mud pies!