A Pair of Smashers
by Rachel Ragg
Kate Middleton is sitting in a limousine on my work surface.
Oh, go on then: it’s not the real Princess Catherine of Middleton. It’s an egg sitting in an egg-box. But my daughter swears blind that it’s Kate.
“Can’t you see her hair?” she says indignantly, pointing to the brownish splodge somewhere near the reddish one (that’s her lipsticked mouth, apparently).
“Ohhhh … yes,” I say dutifully, nestling her back into her egg-box limo.
My daughter was very proud of her egg-princess. Until, that is, we got to Beavers.
There, we were greeted by the most astonishing range of eggs you could ever encounter. The Eggs-Factor (complete with wigs, stage and disco lights); an Egg-splosion (a Chemistry lab with an egg-head professor); an egg flying a Lancaster bomber. Some parents obviously have too much time on their hands.
“I don’t think I’m going to win,” my daughter sighed.
Unsurprisingly, she didn’t. That honour went to the egg-doctor and his eggs-ray machine. But as I look at Princess C on my work surface, I think that she and my daughter are both simply smashing.
I always said Kate M was a good egg. If it’s any comfort my daughter’s Easter bonnet died before it could be judged at school. Must remember not to use real daffodil bulbs again.
You have made me feel better – if only because you have made me so very grateful that we don’t do Easter bonnets as well.
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There are parents who enjoy craft projects… (truth to tell, I’m one of them, but I always have the decency to involve the child, and to try to make the end result look as if it was made by the child – which actually isn’t usually very different to what the end result would be if I did the project alone).
I did love craft when mine were little. But I think I used up all my craftiness in the 7 years I spent doing it then!!