These Stop Signs, perfect for attaching to doors of rooms that are chamtez-free and ready for Pesach were totally unplanned and made in a panic. It was this past Friday afternoon and since Shabbos is coming in so late these days, there are many hours to fill between when school ends and Shabbos starts. Many hours. Sure, there's the Friday-afternoon-toy-clean-up, the-washing-a-million-dishes-party, and the-everyone-in-the-bath-at-the-same-time-game. But then there's that twenty minutes in the very late afternoon when Josh jumps in the shower and I am alone with four very kvetchy kids who are not at all happy that they had to clean up their toys and take baths and hang up their backpacks and worst of all for them, close the doors to the TV cabinet. Not that it's Shabbos yet but we make it a habit to close those doors and say g'Shabbos to the TV at 4pm on Fridays.
So what to do with the kiddies? We had been talking about our upcoming treasure hunt and the kids were very excited. And then one of the boys took a stop sign out of his backpack and said that his teacher said to hang it on a room that was clean for Pesach. Brilliant. Except that we would need at least ten stop signs, one wasn't going to cut it. So we made stop signs.
What you will need:
I drew some very un-octagon-like octagons on the oaktag and the kids colored them in as they saw fit. It was so interesting to watch.
My two year old scribbled hers, but that is to be expected. My four year old used every single marker and crayon and wrote the word "stop" over and over in small letters inside his octagon. He only made one sign because he was so painstakingly deliberate with his. My five year old, on the other hand, zoomed through his - he made several of them, and all of his had to look like real stop signs. He would only use a red marker or crayon and had to be persuaded to use another color to write the word "stop" because using a white crayon to write it like on a real stop sign would not work on a white oaktag. Oh, the interesting minds of children. Just to live inside their heads for a day...
So yeah, we colored, we cut and we were done. And today, as we cleaned, we hung signs. We didn't get to hang as many as I hoped today, but we made progress and there is no more eating outside of the kitchen until next Monday, when Pesach starts.
Are you a Mom?
Of course you are,
your shirt is dirty :)