Category Archives: Crafts

Boat ala Crib

child’s play manila has moved to its permanent home!

This was definitely one of the more memorable storage days I’ve had.

Every 6 months or so we have to place my daughter’s outgrown clothes into storage. It has become more challenging since she has some sentimental favorites– graphic towels and tees, jelly shoes, fuzzy socks. I know better than to pick that battle and just let her be.

We unearthed a box that came with an Ipod speaker and inspired by such blogs as No Time for Flashcards, brainstormed a bit on what we could do with it. She immediately sat inside it and decided to make a boat.

Click here and find out what our boat looks like!



Like all worthwhile things in life, crafts are not about the results but the process. We made a pair of binoculars today out of purely recycled items: toilet paper rolls, scrap art paper, and ribbon. I thought she’d enjoy making something. We didn’t get that far. She enjoyed handling the tools— the glue, the markers, the popsicle stick and the hole puncher. How simple children are. Here’s mommy busy with the goal in mind and there’s my daughter delighting in the stickiness of the glue, enjoying the mere act of replacing marker caps and marveling at the engineering genius of the hole puncher. It’s hard to imagine living in such a basic world. Looks like my toddler made a pair of binoculars for me!

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Source: No Time for Flash Cards

She did enjoy the binoculars at the end. Her eyes are shut most times. Honestly I think she’s merely indulging me, feeling my excitement in making them. My little politician…

What would you like to see through the eyes of a child?


Before I had a child, dough meant slapping my hand on my forehead a la Homer Simpson (Doh!). Clearly, I have never been inclined to anything culinary and still struggle with it to this day. But these days, dough means craft time:

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I found this at Subic Royale a couple of months ago and my baby loves it so much she likes to just sit with it like it’s a pet or something. (Toddlers!)

Just remember to roll the dough in your hands first to get rid of the moisture. Otherwise, it’ll end up in her hands and she will be more consumed with the remnants in her hand than the actual dough-rolling-stamping action.

(Play) Dating

Play dates are called dates for a reason.

It starts with meeting each other, being attracted to each other’s kids and/or mom and/or parenting style. Interest is conveyed. Numbers are exchanged. Scheduling commences. Dates take place. And you decide, should I call them again?

Part of a woman’s many transitions to motherhood is using her “single girl” dating skills for  scoring play dates. When I was a new mom, I thought play dates were all about making my friend’s kids play with each other. But it’s really about finding kids the same age as yours and finding moms who value play dates as much as you do. It’s harder than it sounds.

At 20 months, my daughter’s regular play dates are about 5 months older than her. We have two friends whose kids are born within the same week as my daughter, but we hardly see them because one is a little boy – yes, boys and girls do play differently– and the other’s mommy is too busy. Fortunately, I found an existing group and I am so thankful that it is consistent. We are all busy moms but we have managed to schedule a date once a week.

We’ve been dating for nearly a year…I think it’s getting serious.

Just yesterday, our play date host prepared two activities: baking a cake and making a tambourine. The cake was one of those no-bake, fuss-free things but it taught the kids how to mix and measure. They were so thrilled to hold an electric hand beater. The best part is eating the oreo cake when you’re done and of course my daughter couldn’t get enough.

I loved the tambourine craft because it was so easy! All you need are beans, paper plates, a stapler and crayons. Tada! (The same!)

There’s someone for everyone.

Kids need other kids. (I think it’s a size thing. I’m kidding-  it’s so much more than that.) Moms need other moms. (It’s a woman thing.) Our little girls have known each other since their skills were limited to crawling, crying and not caring for each other’s existence. Now, they walk, run, slide, pull, grab, talk, say each other’s names and invite each other to “Come! Come!” Something magical happens every week and I wouldn’t miss it for the world. I can’t say that happened in every “single girl” date I had! So GO.

Go out and find your compatible play dates. It’s worth going through the cancellations, rejections and no call backs. Your dream play date is out there.


Ps. We do continue to meet new kids and moms and they ask for our numbers from time to time. It’s flattering. But nothing beats our regular play group. We have history, you know?