Bene has very, very nearly mastered the word scissors, an odd one to acquire before some of the more basic ones. Or biscuit, which in my experience is usually right up there. I think it is probably due to his sisters leaving them around a lot, resulting in someone suddenly shrieking ‘scissors!!!!’ A short wrestling match and a long tantrum. 🙄
He likes them very much indeed, so the other day I thought I would let him sit with me while I used a very sharp pair and made him a toy.
I love felt, we always have it kicking around for crafting of one sort or another. This pile is quite thick, sturdy and made from recycled bottles. I put a piece of fleece down so he had a play area and cut up different shapes for him to explore. It was a bit rough and ready, since I had to avoid interested fingers but he had a lot of fun playing with them.
I’ve since replaced the fleece with a piece of black felt and as he enjoyed them, I’ll tidy up and develop the shapes at some point. It was a nice activity though, cheap and fun to do and meant we sat in the floor together, looking at shape and colour and exploring both.
