Last week, the older grandchildren sat at the dining room table one afternoon and did a craft with Ama. I remembered this craft from VBS as a child, and I thought it would be something different and fun to do with the oldest three of the seven kids.

It took some patience and some concentration, but they did a great job.

Observations:

When the vessel topples, the project changes, but it’s okay.

Even “messed up” can be beautiful.

Creating beauty can be gritty and painstakingly slow.

One row at a time, my dear, one row at a time.

In THIS situation, girls happen to be more patient than the boy.

Andrae’s simple beauty…so he could move on to something more exciting.

Their mom wouldn’t let them take their art home. “Sand will be EVERYWHERE, Mom. They will just end up in the trash.”

That’s okay. Ama has a shelf or two that could use some grandchildren art. And this Ama will notice them, be grateful for them, and smile.

I love these days of my life.