It’s fun living with an artist. You never know what you might come home to.
Last week, I came home to puppets!
The puppet bonanza actually started with me.
As one of my many Dad-Is-In-Charge-Because-Mom-Is-At-Work timekillers/distractions, I will sometimes put socks on my 3 year old’s hands and tell her to do a puppet show.
Lots of time is spent finding a stage (usually the baby gate), a curtain (baby blanket) and a few choice props to interact with.
My daughter doesn’t really get that she can give the puppet a voice, I usually get a mimed Yes or No to my questions directed at the puppet.
My Mother-In-Law, encouraging creativity, got us a puppet making kit for Christmas . . . and while it was a neat idea, I’m not as crafty as I’d like to think I am. The glued on bits of felt all fell off within a day or so.
But this Spring, somewhat out of nowhere, my Art Teacher/Artist wife decided that she wants to learn how to sew.
My Mom lent her a sewing machine, gave her a few simple instructions, and let her go to town. And when I came home last week, Voila! Puppets!
I wanted to make a video to show off the puppet, but I had to corral the squirmy one year old, so he’s on my lap, while the 3 year old explains details about the creation.
You’ll see the baby reach out for the puppet, and I immediately thought of this song, wanting to say:
DON’T TOUCH THE PUPPET HEAD! QUIT IT!!!
See the video on Youtube.
See the video on Youtube.
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