Making Yarn Eggs!

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The things we do!

I’ve seen these on the internet so many times and wanted to try them for ages. I’d bought all the materials required but they just sat in my giant arts and crafts collection…
Its been decided that we’re making  them with the children at school next week, so I thought I’d bust out my stuff at home n have a go.
So what do you need?
Some water balloons
PVA Glue
Water
A bowl
Some tiny treats, foil wrapped preferably
Wool/yarn
Empty egg carton
Needle or pin
Tweezers

What to do?
First somehow, and its not easy, (which is who I say small treats!) insert 2/3 treats into the balloon.
Blow them up to just bigger than egg sized.
Tie the knot.
In a bowl pour some glue, and just a splash of water, and mix well.
I cut long lengths of wool, each enough to wrap around the balloons, and soaked in the glue mixture. The length required depends on how big your balloons are.
Tip – soak them a strand at a time to avoid them getting knotted and tangled and keep one end handy for when its time to start wrapping.
Next, the messy part!
Take the wool and somehow, squeezing excess glue off it, wrap the wool around your balloon in a beautifully haphazard manner. Be sure not to leave any gaps large enough for the treats to fall out!
Once wrapped, hide the end under another piece of wool and lay in the egg carton to dry, or on a drying rack. You might find excess glue dripping off the balloons, so lay paper underneath to catch any spillages.
Once they are all complete, leave to dry. Make sure the location is not too hot, your treats might melt!
(I found  they needed a good two days to dry, leaving the wool nests pretty sturdy.)
Take your pin and gently burst the balloon, and if need be use tweezers to fish the balloon remnants out.
And you should, should, be left with a cute egg shaped basket with sweets and treats inside!
An inspired gift idea or favours idea!

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Here they are!

You can experiment with different strings or wools, and also sizes!
Happy Easter Crafting folks!
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But I Smile Anyway...

The Little Red Hen

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Another classroom display done!

Handprint animals and a mural made by the children’s independent collaging! So cute!

But I Smile Anyway...

I Am A Rock – Flash Fiction Foray Part 2

It’s that time of the week, and I am going for it! The Book Blogger’s Flash Fiction Foray, part 2!
This time we use Simon and Garfunkel’s “I Am A Rock”….


Sitting quietly, I thought no one would notice me.  In the playground, on the bench by the trees. I didn’t want anyone to speak to me, so caught up in my thoughts, I was. Please don’t disturb me. I am not here. I am not me. No, I am not your teacher. Honestly, I’m not. I am a rock. All I need is a little moss, then it would be perfect. No one would touch me. Instead here they are, clambering over me, “Miss! Miss!” Please, just five minutes peace… But no, no peace for a teacher on playground duty…!

Flash Fiction Foray- Fly Me To The Moon

A relatively new blogger, The Book Blogger, has started a new fiction challenge with a tag, where you get a song title, and write flash fiction of about 100 words based around the song.
This week, Frank Sinatra’s ‘Fly Me To The Moon’… Here is my Flash Fiction Foray!

‘Fly Me To The Moon’ the sign said, hanging around the strange creature’s neck… 
‘I want to go back home’, it continued. 
So, this was what they looked like, the men on the moon. Kind of hairy for my liking, but he had good handwriting!
I tossed a few coins into his bowl… I don’t know how far it would get him, but hey maybe, once he got there, he’d remember the stranger who helped him a part of the way home, and send a spaceship for me to come visit.
Who knows, while I’m there, I might get to see what spring is like on Jupiter or Mars!

A Mother ‘s Support – Haiku

Like a port, you stand.

Whatever the weather, you…

Always there, my mum.

Ritu 2015

Mothering Sunday, this Sunday folks! March 15th, 2015… 

Don’t forget that special woman!! (Well here in the UK it is!!)

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