After being away from home for so long, we spent some quality time just hanging out here. Kites, crayons and silly putty anyone?
Aunt Elizabeth gave Gerard a really cool, REALLY big Star Wars kite and of course Gerard wanted to promptly try it out. We thought we'd practice with a smaller kite first. Be on the lookout for pictures of the X-Wing Fighter soon.



Gerard and I also decided to go through our crayons for a little project I've been wanting to do for a while. Here's how we made our own crayons:
YOU WILL NEED:
cooking spray
mini muffin pan
a daughther like Morgan who breaks LOTS of crayons and then refuses to use them

WHAT YOU DO:
1. Spray a mini muffin pan with cooking spray. Explain to your children that only moms who know how to bake actually USE the mini muffin pan for mini muffins.
2. Preheat the oven to 275 degrees.
3. Separate out all the broken crayons that your kids won't use because they're too small. Thanks to Morgan we have many of these.
4. Remove all paper wrappers from crayons.

5. Break up any large pieces of crayon and place them in the muffin pan. You can mix coordinating colors or put all the same colors together.
6. Put in the oven for about 8-10 minutes, and watch carefully. I found out that not all crayons are created equal. Crayolas melt best, while some of the ones we got for free at restaurants never actually melted at all.

7. Carefully remove from the oven and let cool. You can put it in the refrigerator after the pan has cooled a little. Once they are totally cool the crayons will pop right out. I bet it would be neat to use a pan with different shaped molds -- like hearts or something like that.

8. Color!
And finally, Morgan had a lot of fun with silly putty. I HATE silly putty. The concept is cool, but the mess is a nightmare. Have you ever tried to get silly putty out of carpet or couches or clothes or toys? I have. So the rule in our house is that silly putty MUST remain in the kitchen. Of course Morgan, our little angel, follows all rules, right?

I dont' think so.
Here she is pushing the limits. I'm in the kitchen. I'm in the living room. I'm in the kitchen. I'm in the living room. Kitchen? Living room?

How 'bout now. Is this considered the kitchen? Living room? Kitchen?

What if I stand in the living room but hold the silly putty over the kitchen floor? Does that work for you?

Yeah. She's an angel all right.