Shrinky My Dinky

If you’re a fan of piperism, you probably already know how much I loathe arts and crafts. Glitter gives me a panic attack. I was forbidden from puffy painting in my sorority. I just can’t make things. But Sissy and Piper love to. They’re both crafty. Sissy has her own sewing machine. She loves embroidery, whatever that means. Being a more is more kind of girl, Piper, too, loves to embellish everything in sight with color, beads, and sparkly stuff. My heart is beating faster just writing this.

I may be the only mother in North America who has never done shrinky dinks. I didn’t even know what they were. A dear friend gave Piper a kit for the holidays. I tried to hide it before she saw it, but she had a playdate the next day and added it to their fun agenda. “Mom, Alex and I can do Shrinky my Dinky tomorrow! ย She’ll love it!” Giggle. Snort. I was too busy laughing inappropriately to defend myself.

Creativity for Kids Shrinky Dink Deluxe

So, shrinky my dink they did. It turned out that I didn’t have to do much which is probably why the shrinky dinks turned out at all. Piper even hunted down colored pencils in our house. Sissy had them, of course. After the coloring, Piper and Alex watched the magic in the oven. I may have peeked. It was kind of cool.

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Best part? No mess. Happy kids. Whew.

5 thoughts on “Shrinky My Dinky

  1. I have actually never done shrinky dinks either, and I’ve only ever heard of them one other time. Looks like fun, no idea what my Doodle and I could do with them, though… ๐Ÿ™‚ Glad you got to at least witness a successful craft!

    • They were so EASY. I have to admit that I had a little fun, too. It’s required by law that all kid craft projects, especially shrinky dinks, be given to others as presents. Kids love giving that stuff away. Grandparents, in particular, will actually wear shrinky dink bracelets in public. And the best part? They exit my home ๐Ÿ™‚

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