My husband and I like to have learning fun with the kids, so we make games out of learning tools. When Girl A was little we created a Color Catepillar. She LOVED it. We glued one to a poster board and had it laminated along with a duplicate copy of the caterpillar that we cut out and made it into a matching game using velcro dots to get the pieces to stick together. As a result we spent at least an hour every morning and afternoon playing this game with her and listening to her giggle as she would put the wrong colors together and say "No!" and rip it down as fast as she could. She knew all her colors by two and a half and by three was learning how to mix colors to get a new color.
Well, the caterpillar pieces were slobbered on by her new baby brother and destroyed so we threw the whole came out when she decided to color on the poster with sharpie markers. After 2 yrs of being without, we finally made another Casey the Color Caterpillar...he was a hit.
With the success of Casey, we decided that numbers would be something to benefit all the kids, so we wanted to make a number snake in the same fashion. Poster board, velcro and laminating. I printed, I cut out and I glue sticked. I even ran to the office store on my break from class to get it laminated. I came home with Girl A and was soooo excited to get the snake up and running. As I was cutting out the laminate pieces she was trying to tell me the numbers by sight (she can already count to 20, but doesn't know them by sight). Then came the moment when we were ready to apply the velcro...except...Where is the velcro?
I look in all the Logical places, the junk drawers, the crafting baskets and on top of the fridge, no luck. I call the Hubs, certain he was the one to put it away...he suggests he put it in places I've already looked. I'm getting mad. Not because I can't find it, but because I am certain my husband has once again placed it in the most illogical place! He always does, and can't recall where he put it on the phone, but give him 10 seconds at home and he'll find it, "Here it is Hunnie! I told you I put the TV remote in a make up bag on the back of the toilet. Sheesh, why didn't you think of that?"....uuuuuh, because normal people don't put the tv remote in the bathroom!!! ANYWAY, I am cursing him out left and right to myself, my girlfriend whowas unfortunate enough to call while I was looking, my sister (again, called while looking) and my friend who I am making a diaper cake for, asking all of them "If you were my Hubby, where would you put it".
I finally find it, in my knitting bag! Because, you know that's the best place for Velcro...around a bunch of yarn!!!! More curses, more "What was he Thinking!?" Then the guilt comes. The more I think about where I found them, the more I start thinking "I think I put it there, it feels vaugely familiar" Yep, I put it there, in all my stupidity, I placed the damn velcro in the knitting bag thinking to myself "I'll just set it here and in the morning I'll open up the craft cupboard and put it away" never remembering that thought and thus placing the blame on my poor Hubs.
When he gets home I tell where I found the velcro. He instantly apologizes with "WTF, I'm sorry Hunnie I don't know what I was thinking" me, all red in the face, says "You weren't thinking, because I put it there." So Ashamed!!! Even worse, the Hubs went right along with my assumption of guilt! Have I really just forced blame upon him so much that he just assums responsibility, or is he just that fabulous a Hubby he takes responsibility so I don't feel stupid? Either way, what a great guy, such a keeper! Sam the Number Snake has Joined Casey the Color Caterpillar as games we play over and over and over, happily learning our colors and numbers through play.
THE END!
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