Paper Mache Jay

Jay and I have been feeling a little cooped up in this itty bity livingspace. So we built a rocket ship and flew it to the moon one day while Rose was asleep.

We made our rocket out of paper mache and a juice bottle. I bought a bottle of V8 Splash especially for this project, because it was the perfect ROCKETish shape.

While I slimed and plastered the bottle with old newspaper ads, Jay slimed and plastered himself with the goop. Even though it was gross, I was ok with him bathing in (and eating) the stuff because it was only flour and water mixed together.

The wet macheed bottle. I got creative and even added fins—cool, huh?

Jay seriously could not keep his hands out of this stuff.

Who knew that flour, water, and newspaper could be so tiring? When we were done, I stripped Jay down to his diaper and cleaned him off as best I could. Before I could get him more clothes, he had passed out on the couch. Looks like I missed one smear of dried flour-water-goop on his cheek.

Well, our rocket took TWO DAYS to dry, so we had to get creative while we were anxiously waiting:

1. We had a few indoor lunch picnics—eat lunch on a cardboard tray while watching Bones. Jay has been running around saying “Doctor Brennan, Doctor Brennan!” Heh, I should’ve put on Sesame Street or something. Maybe next time. That’s Rose way back there in the kitchen. She isn’t quite to the point where I’ll let her eat on the carpet yet. I mean don’t get me wrong, a peanut butter-covered couch would be nice, but…I’m not sure if anyone else would appreciate it.

2. Rose climbed around a lot. She has been pulling herself up on everything in sight lately—couches, chairs, her crib, my pant legs, etc. She’s turning into quite the little cruiser.

3. Burrito Boy!

4. This is what Rose looks like when she “sings.” Her facial expressions crack me up when she’s shrieking for joy.

 

5. I tortured my kids through another group picture bonanza. I love these guys.

At last, our rocket ship was dry!

So we painted it. And named it the U.S.S. V8 Machete. It slices through space. Well, I thought that was a pretty sweet name.

Blast off! That’s Rose peeking out of the rocket’s window. And do you like the fire on the bottom?

The paper mache dried up nice and firm—the fins are quite sturdy. Jay loved it.

ZZZZOOOOOOM!!!!!

We’re eradicating the January doldrums one project at a time.