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Muster of Creativity

My least favorite aspect of each school year is the creativity needed to complete required projects. Grades depend on them, People. And that is not my department. Little Chic was gypped in this very desirable feature in a mother, but fortunately she got doled an amount appropriate to fulfill us both.

The first picture is her atomic model of the element sodium. We shopped for supplies together, she selected and I paid. Then she assembled with me only monitoring the burn factor of the hot glue gun.

The second picture is one to which I can claim a measly portion of bragging rights. PTA mom friends took me under their wings and we made these strawberry treats for the class Halloween party together. I can take credit for the look of shock on each and every fruity face.
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10/27/2007 6:50 PM
Unknown said…
Your Little Chic is quite the awesome budding artist!
10/27/2007 6:58 PM
jenny said…
My former science teacher self is duly impressed with Little Chic!!

You are "super mom" of the day...I love how the treat is cute but also looks really delicious (why do some of the cutest edible art snacks never taste good to me?...it's like cookies + fruit snacks + yogurt raisins....way too much sweet going on....or it's all nutritious with veggies and fruits that no matter how cute, still aren't going to be as tantalizing as they look to kids...maybe it's just me).
10/27/2007 7:12 PM
Darlene Schacht said…
The strawberries are adorable! They make me laugh looking at all of those expressions. Too cute.
10/27/2007 8:43 PM
Anonymous said…
Those strawberries were yummy too! Damon's class devoured them, then the 6th graders weren't as impressed with the fruit! OH WELL, more for us room moms!

~Sue
10/27/2007 9:00 PM
Patriot said…
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10/27/2007 10:16 PM
Unknown said…
Oh she is brilliant! You are so creative. Those little stawberries look so interesting, they remind me of Norweigian painter Edvard Munch's painting "Scream"! They are adorable!
10/28/2007 7:55 AM
tim said…
A most brilliant part of this accomplishment is that Lil Chic did it... we have a creative one in our own family who demands to do her projects herself. She is very creative but only 11, so her projects look something like what an eleven year old would do. She, however, is competing with "involved" parents and many times has had to take a back seat, when she had produced a wonderful, creative, but an 11 year old's, project. I guess I'm a horrible parent for not creating the masterpieces that will insure my daughter a top-notch grade, but we enjoy alot of satisfaction knowing that its her work with as little help as possible.

Way to go Lil' Chic.
10/28/2007 11:16 AM
laurie said…
The Strawberries looked cute. I opted to bring the Orange Drink this year. My little tots like to do their own projects too with no help from mom or dad. Austin won last year with a science project where they had to design and build a bridge using the tools provided and then the test was putting weight on the bridge until it gave. Austin's never gave and they had 80 pounds on it! He broke the school record. Matt had tried to help but Austin didn't want him to.
10/28/2007 8:23 PM
Anonymous said…
What a fun idea for strawberries! I love it!
10/29/2007 10:11 AM
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