Once, when my oldest son was 3 or 4, I collected the dots from a hole punch. They were white, it was winter and I had an idea. We took the black construction paper and drew a snow scene. Then we put little dots of glue all over the paper. Pinching up the dots, we sprinkled them across the page, tapping them into place to give our scene an extra snowy look. I was a good mom til I went crazy... Friends will fuss at me for that term. I don't know how else to say it. You can't run from yourself. You'll run yourself crazy and hurt everyone you know trying. I know.
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