I decided this year, with Zoe being in school and all, that she and I should make cards together. We went to Michaels and got all we needed to make some snowmen cards for her classmates and some button ornament cards for her teachers that I had seen on Pinterest. It all started out so fun and innocent, but soon enough it turned into this:
I can explain. I remember reading Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mother last year and being horrified by the author ripping up her daughter’s homemade card because it wasn’t good enough. “Who would do that,” I scoffed at the pages. Apparently I would. Zoe is a fantastic artist (and I’m not just saying that out of parental obligation, the girl is good!) All of her cards were coming out so good and then she started getting a little lazy and we ended up with this Grimace of a gingerbread man:
So in some sort of psychotic break, I ripped the card up. These had looked so nice on Pinterest and there was no way I was sending this in! What would people think? I can answer that with some assurance now that the pin-rage has worn off; they wouldn’t think anything. They would think it looked like a card that a kindergarten student did. I am a terrible mom sometimes. I also made Zoe redo these two snowmen since they weren’t “pin-worthy” in my opinion:
I don’t really think it was wrong for me to ask Zoe to redo any of these. It really wasn’t her best work and both of us knew that.. What was undeniably wrong was ripping one of them up in front of her and demanding a redo. Making cards together should have been a non-stressful bonding experience and I was turning it into a miserable experience. I love Pinterest, but I am not going to let it define what my daughter needs to create for herself anymore. Let’s face it, these cards were more for me than her…a way to show off how crafty and creative we are. A way to be fake.
Luckily for me, I have an incredibly gracious and loving daughter who didn’t even blink an eye at my craft rage. She made other cards and told me I was her B.F.F. Maybe not all of you are so lucky. Don’t let the internet dictate to you what good parenting looks like. Do your own best, and that is good enough. Here’s some pictures of the finished cards of doom. Happy holidays everyone from one humbled momma….