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Creativity Abounds

Faith sculpted this little lady...

...and John staged the holdup.
Barbie goes green.
Fairy costumes by Lauren, Faith and Claire.
Update: Today for a school assignment, Claire supplied directions on how to make your own Barbie fairy clothes.
"First you have to get chives. If you don't have chives you can use grass. Get seven leaves, two big leaves and five little leaves. Get a couple of flowers if you want. You have to get the tape and the scissors and a Barbie. Then you tape the little leaves around Barbie for a skirt, a shirt and sleeves. Tape the two big leaves on Barbie's back for wings. You tie the flowers to the chives and you tie the chives around Barbie's head to make a crown. Don't forget, Barbie needs a fairy house made from leaves and chives and twigs."

Comments

40winkzzz said…
I love creative kids! And... Picture #2 SO looks like something that would happen at my house. You know, sister lines up the stuffed animals all pretty and then brother runs over them with the remote control jeep. What is it with boys?
ocean mommy said…
Barbie goes green...that just cracked me up!!!

Hope you are having a great summer!!
Christine said…
Oh, my how creative!! My son would love the execution shot...

When I was a kid I cut the hair off of my sister's Barbie's and wouldn't have been caught dead playing with one! :)
God's girl said…
That is so fun and great creativity.
Love it!
Much love,
Angela
Meg said…
Looks like Mr. Bill...a little. Love the Barbie outfit!
Lauren said…
Wow, to scale, that would be a really big gun! :)

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