I am grateful for Pinterest. I am a better cook for it and now
I’m a better crafty mama. It all started with pin about salt dough Christmas ornaments from Creative Playhouse. It looked great (i.e. easy but still pretty), but I was very glad to find this link on making salt dough in order to get started.
So, here’s our wonderful, messy process, annotated for those
who are craft-challenged like me. I combined 1 cup salt (the Morton’s in the cupboard), 2 cups
flour (the all-purpose in the freezer), and around 1 cup cold water. I worked
with it in a bowl until it felt like dough. I will say, though, that this made
a ton of dough. We only used
probably half to make 12 ornaments, so I think you could safely half the recipe
and still have plenty. I stuck the other half of my dough in the fridge, hoping
to use it for something else another time.
Then I stuck the dough in front of James, hoping for some of
that sensory learning to happen that all the moms seem to be going on about. He
seemed interested, but confused about why we were sitting at the table playing with
something that looked like food but obviously wasn’t food.
This was more fun, but I was constantly flouring the table
and the rolling pin to try to keep it from sticking and I have one of those
supposedly nonstick pins. Ah well. If I had it to do over again, I may have skipped
to the painting part for a 2-year-old, but he seemed to humor me.
Then we used some thematic cookie cutters to cut out some shaped. We did butterflies, trees, and stars.
Then we used some thematic cookie cutters to cut out some shaped. We did butterflies, trees, and stars.
This is where I lost him for the day. It took too long for me to pull the dough away from the shapes, get them to the cookie sheet, and reroll the dough. He did a few, then I finished up. To make a nice hole for hanging, I used a plastic straw to punch a hole in the soft dough. That worked surprisingly well!
The instructions say to bake them for a couple of hours at
100°. Since my instructor is in the UK , I figured this was Celsius, so
it would be 212° Fahrenheit. My oven, thinking it knows better, wouldn’t do
anything less than 300°. Since this is a craft and not food, I figured I couldn’t
overbake them, since the whole point was to dry them out. I left them on one
side for a couple of hours, then took them out to let them cool so we could
paint. Unfortunately, my husband ruled that the pan side of the ornaments still
seemed doughy, so they went back in for a couple of hours on the other side.
The ornaments are done when they feel hard and a little brittle.
I also bought glitter, which we applied directly to the still-wet paint to help it hold on. Here are our almost finished products:
I really liked the way the butterflies turned out. I was
less controlling about what James did, letting him mix colors of paint and
glitter. I’m constantly relearning that life turns out more textured, beautiful,
and amazing when we relax our grip on our façade of control, and just
let things be what they are.
A few days later, I was telling some coworkers about our
craft project and how it just didn’t seem finished. After all, we had basically
made a kind of food. Sure, it had paint and glitter on it, but if it was going
to last from year to year, it seemed like there must be another step. The experienced mamas advised me to buy a spray
sealant. (One of them asked me if we had used acrylic paint to which I didn’t
have an answer. I used the paints that James got at some point.
They had good colors.) I went to Michael’s, told the helpful clerk what I
needed, and left with a Krylon crystal clear acrylic coating.
I put the ornaments on paper plates (for easy transport),
took them out front, sprayed them down, then let them dry for a day. The
coating did modify the colors, but I think they still looked nice.
The next day, I flipped them over, wrote my son’s name and
the year with a Sharpie, then sprayed them with sealant. I’m not sure if it was
the Sharpie spreading on the dough or the wet coating being applied too soon,
but some of it smeared. Those I kept for myself. But some of them turned out
just fine.
Finally, when all was dry, I tied red ribbon hangers on each one and parsed them for giving. If I were to do this again, I might make more effort with coordinating ribbon or whatnot, but I was up against a deadline.
Here’s one of the keepers on our tree:
I hope your Christmas was merry and bright! What traditions
did/do you have as a family?