Crafty Christmas Toothpick Tree and Cotton Ball Beard

The other day Lincoln and I were drawing on the white board in the playroom and I tried drawing him and his brothers so he could see a few parts of the body. Unfortunately all he kept saying was “apple baby.” Do you see what he is talking about. Hey, at least he knew what an apple was.

Then he got everyone tangled up – or scribbled on… and his own face too.

Dylan made a Christmas tree out of flat toothpicks. We glued them on with white glue, let it dry and then painted with green paint. He was going to draw on the ornaments but he thought the star stickers would look cool and be easier.

Of course we wanted to start the season with the age old cotton ball beard Santa picture. I printed the template fromhere but just used it as a guide rather than a countdown like it was designed to be. I had to help Lincoln squeeze the glue out of the bottle because it was being a pain, but he stuck them all on himself.

Even Daddy got in there to help and Santa ended up with eyebrows.

Lincoln was so very proud and couldn’t wait to show it off. I’ve decided to let the boys display all their Christmas art on the door of our entryway closet so by the end of the holidays I’m sure we will have a pretty impressive gallery.

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