An Ode to Beads

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When Miss M was two she fixated on things way too teeny for a two year old to play with.  First on her list - beads.  Wooden beads, seed beads, pony beads - she loved them all.  When she was three she found the stash of beads in the craft supplies.  I tried hiding them again but she was an excellent bead finder.  I had to stop putting them away out of fear she'd hurt herself looking for their new secret spot.  People started gifting her with beads.  Beading kits appeared for birthdays and Christmas and just because.  We are now awash in beads.  

As I cleaned out the girl's closet last week, I once again vacuumed up volumes of beads.  They have so worked their way into the fabric of our home I barely even notice when one (or ten) rattles through the vacuum.  I am inspired to write an Ode to Beads.

Beads

Beads are round and smooth

They are sometimes angled

An artist's pallet of colors

Running through fingers

Bouncing crazily on wooden floors

Scattering through the house.  

Tiny little seed beads wedged under base boards

Bigger beads threaded over plant leaves

Expensive beads and cheap beads

I'll die a happy person if

I never see another 

BEAD!

Today's plan is to organize the craft supplies - beads included.  I have about six medium size boxes full of crafty stuff, and I'm sure if I try I can pare it down to five.  This is a good project for all three kids to help with because even a three year old can put markers with markers.  At the very least we'll have  a lot of fun sorting through it all and I look forward to making a craft when half our time isn't spent digging out supplies.