My Easter Bunnies – a No Stress Easter Craft with a Two Year Old

By Reasonstodress

I’ll be the first to admit I don’t really care about going crazy over crafts that have to be perfect and “pin” worthy. You may remember when I let my son make all of our Christmas decorations,  or when we made a pop-up Valentine’s day doily card for my man and there was a small spelling mistake on it  (oops).

I’m more into getting my hands dirty with my son, talking about colors, starting a project and seeing where we end up and letting him do most of the work!!

This week I had six expired eggs in the fridge….they just slipped through the cracks.  I hate throwing out food so I blew out the yolks and washed them.

Instead of dip-dying them I prepared pink and light blue tempera paints and stickers. I let my two year old have three and I used three.

My Crafting Philosophy – No Rules & No Stress

I didn’t hover, I didn’t care if he broke them, I didn’t hold his hand to show him how he should paint or what he should d.  I didn’t care if they came out “good” or “bad”.

We just crafted,  hung around listing to music, chatting about color and spending the afternoon together.

I gave him these light, fragile eggs to paint, without worrying about if he broke them….I figured worst comes to worst it would be a lesson on the concept of “delicate”.

Sure enough my three survived and I used stickers to stencil boats, cars, trains and plane shapes and made one egg with his name on it.

The other eggs did not survive, but he really got into painting the inside of the egg shells and feeling the sensation of eggshells and paint together.

Just Go With It – The Family Who Paints Together Stays Together

(I just make that up!)

Instead of washing the unused paint down the drain I got out a big sheet of high quality artist’s paper and put it on the table. I also placed some glue, oil sticks, pencil crayons and started to paint a few abstract bunny shapes.

As I painted, I talked about the two bunnies hiding in the marsh, searching for  yummy things to eat and waiting for the spring.

Without asking him to help my son joined in, and for an hour we “painted” together recycling the broken egg pieces, leftover paint and adding in whatever we both felt like.

Between my intentional painting and his unintentional painting we ended up with this.

I call it “Easter Bunnies”

Have a great Easter everyone, tomorrow I’ll be sharing the story behind the Italian Easter “Colombo” Cake.