So, your kid wants to be Max from Where the Wild Things Are? Well, he definitely can’t be the King of All Wild Things without a scepter, right?!
My husband put together this scepter for my son’s costume last year and was nice enough to document his progress. Ah, the perks of being married to a craft blogger. ;) I’m sorry about having to use the flash on the pictures but most of the work was done after the kids went down for the night. Not real good natural lighting at 8 in the evening!
Let me know if you have any questions. Jim drew out a diagram so that should help with the measurements but really, we just kinda winged this as we went. Hope your Max enjoys his scepter!
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Are you all getting excited about the Olympics starting on Friday?! We are! Actually, I take that back…I’m excited. Jack and Max have no idea just how crazy their parents get for the Olympics. Jack was just a wee bump during the last Summer Olympics. I’ll never forget how much he flipped and moved while I was watching Michael Phelps. Awh, little fetus Jack, all hopped up on adrenaline.
We’ve started talking to Jack about the upcoming games and I’m trying to incorporate some of our weekday activities with a general Olympics theme. Today we talked about the Olympic Rings and how they symbolize the five continents. It was such a beautiful morning, I thought it would be fun to make our own rings outside with toilet paper rolls, paint, and paper. Thanks for the inspiration The Mother Huddle, Arteascuola, and Apples and ABC’s!
Jack had fun seeing how many times he could make a circle before having to re-dip in paint and really got into filling up the paper as much as possible. I’d like to say that I was able to drink a cup of tea and enjoy the beautiful day while he was entertained but I had to contend with a crazy active 1 year old who desperately wanted to rub his whole body in the paint. I tried everything to get Max to play with something else but what do you say to this face…
I swear, that kid played me like a seasoned musician. Oh well, thank goodness for soap and water.
Yup, that’s right. I’m officially posting my son’s potty (Ugh, “potty,” I hate that word.) Jackson isn’t really ready to start potty training (there’s that word again) but we wanted to put one out so that he’d be comfortable with it.
We tried the green frog one but it was way too tall for him to sit comfortably, never mind the unnatural and seemingly uncomfortable placement of the eyes. The padded converter seat for the toilet was a bust as well. I don’t need him to actually do anything in the chair yet but I think it’d be helpful if he didn’t cry every time he laid eyes on his chair (did you see how I avoided the “p” word?)
We were browsing our favorite antique shop the other weekend when we noticed that Jackson was very interested in this vintage potty (doesn’t sound so bad when paired with the word vintage.) It was a bit more expensive than it’s plastic counterparts but 1. it’s the perfect size for my little boy, 2. it’s not all plastic-y and 3. it matches the rest of the old stuff in our house. :)
The chair had a cheap little sticker on the back panel that pulled up some of the “wood” paper when I ripped it off. Oops. Decided to paint a couple balsa wood cutouts white and glued them on to kinda camouflage the damage caused by my hasty actions. Quick and easy, it seemed silly to spend any more time on something called “potty.”
Ok, JackJack, your vintage receptacle is ready when you are.