Okay, I'm being dramatic. I did not scream.
I did go, "Crap."
You see, I don't craft. I don't find it fun. At all. I'm amazed at the stuff people can create on Pinterest and Etsy. But it's not something I'd ever want to do.
"My friend says she's drawing a picture of the sea and is making little yarn fish," Natalie said sweetly. "Can we make little yarn fish?"
I blinked. "Darling, did you forget who your mother was?"
Natalie sighed. "Oh, right."
"Try again," I offered.
Natalie tapped her chin. "My other friend said she was making 100 paper flowers."
100? Paper? Flowers?
I swallowed hard.
Natalie rolled her eyes. "I have stickers."
I clapped. "Yes! Let's do 100 stickers. How fun!" I acted as though this was the most exciting thing. Yarn fish? Whatever. Paper flowers? Pfff. Stickers was where it was AT.
Look, it's fantastic if people want to be creative. And maybe next year we'll do something...bigger. Not 100 paper flowers bigger, because no thanks. Maybe something like this:
All the gluing will make me stabby, but I think I could handle it.
Some people suggested that I do 100 pieces of chocolate. But I'm PMSing so I did not have 100 pieces of chocolate in the house.
So stickers. We did stickers. Natalie was pleased.
It's simple. It's us.
(Look what someone did for a 100 days of school LUNCH:
I just....no. Not for me. If I ever did something like this for Natalie she'd be like, "What happened to the sandwich?")