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Addicted

9/22/2009 DAY TWO:

I thought I was immune to the crafting world. I thought I was strong enough to not be sucked into that vortex. Not that there's anything wrong with crafting - I have just never been crafty. I swore to my boss when I started at CX that I would never purchase supplies from our store and I would never become addicted to being crafty. Well, needless to say, here I sit a year later with over $500 of crafting materials on the table behind me. Yeah, we're not even going to go there.

My most recent (well, almost most recent...)purchase was the Cricut Expression machine. I finally broke down and bought one of my very own - even though I have one on my desk at work and play with it for hours every day and I do spend more time at work than I do at home so you would think I don't need my own...but I do. Last night I showed the kids how to work the Cricut and just let them go at it. I was thinking they would keep it simple and just play around with it for an hour or so....Six hours later - they had created a full-blown Harry Potter paper doll set, complete with all the characters from the books, all the scenery in the books and movies and all of the accessories you could possibly imagine. They told me this morning that they don't want to call or play with friends at all this week - they just want to play with the Cricut. I hope I have enough in savings to support their growing paper needs!! They might need some serious addiction recovery counseling when their parents get home.
The Moral of the Story: Don't just become addicted to something yourself, make sure you take the Bishops kids down with you.

Comments

Annette said…
Don't think of it as addiction... more like introducing them to an extreme creativity experience. They are likely to look back on this babysitting time as the funnest ever!
Must-Ash said…
LOLOL!! Come on, kids, just try it. Once won't hurt. Everyone is doing it...

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