I know I've given my in-laws a hard time about their Costco addiction but the truth of the matter is I'm just as bad as they are. I don't buy as much stuff as they do but I would if I could. I love Costco. When we first moved here and I hated my job and didn't have any friends and felt completely lost, I would go there at lunch every day to walk around and feel normal. It was the one place in town I knew my way around.
We generally stick to a pretty specific Costco list (dog food, organic peanut butter, apples, coffee...you know, stuff that won't go bad or require us to build a garage just to store it) but from time to time I like to browse. Occasionally I even buy something.
Like ten pounds of construction paper! I couldn't resist. Colored paper is exactly what my collection of craft supplies was missing. I hauled it into my cart and let my imagination run wild.
Later in the week, I dove into my first construction paper project: making Liam's room Christmassy!
I took down the pictures that are usually displayed on his wire and replaced them with a couple Christmas cards of loved ones and handmade holiday decorations. Like this:
In addition to the construction paper (best $9 I ever spent), I also used a roll of wrapping paper that looks like ribbon (the background of the gingerbread man - $3.99 at Target). It was more economical than using real ribbon or scrap booking paper and added lots of fun pattern and color to my project.
What a fun way for me to combine my love of all things crafty with my deep seated desire to have every room of the house decorated for Christmas!
When I was a kid, there was nothing more magical than laying in bed on the nights leading up to Christmas and staring up at the lights that hung from the snow-covered roof outside my room. I always wondered what it would be like if the lights were actually in my room on my very own little Christmas tree. How cozy and wonderfully festive!
I have supposedly grown up but still find myself drooling over the Pottery Barn Kids holiday catalog. I tear out pictures of kids in matching pajamas and monogrammed sleeping bags laying around the Christmas tree in their room and think, Someday I will have a room like that...
Because that's exactly what every two year old boy needs. A Christmas tree in his room. Wow. I always assumed I would try to live vicariously through my child sooner or later but thought it would be for something a little more victorious than this. Eh, what can you do? I've still got plenty of time to push him; for now, it's all about the decorations.